Confetti cannons pop
during the party
adults showing children how to use them,
children who have never seen them before,
never seen bubbles in a bottle
blown by a plastic wand
They check their goodie bags
pulling out thin tubes of fluorescent green liquid.
What is that?
“It glows in the dark,” I say.
In the pool, swimming like fish,
blasting each other with pumping water guns,
laughter and huge smiles,
this is where they can be children
far away from where they were harmed
the day after,
I rake up confetti on the grass
then pick up individual shiny pieces with my fingers,
not wanting to find them all,
hoping some will remain
to remind me
of a perfect day
You can learn more about these beautiful Tanzanian children here.
Suburban Hobo 
Sweet and light.
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So lovely, Erica.
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Thank you, Joan.
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Erica—this brings back memories of days my children were young! Thanks for the memories!
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: )
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Sorry to have missed such a glorious day. The children will have this memory forever…and you helped make it happen!!
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Sorry you missed it too. xo
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