Monday, September 11, 2017

Asleep for a Week

[In the last throws of summer, I get a bit reflective.]

 I see the future
And my past.
I remember enjoying
And celebrating
Each die cast.
Some roads were rough
Quite a mess
But the adventure
Was the best.
Each rough tumble
Every high and low.
I celebrated
The eb and flow.
And here now
In the warmth of the setting sun
I'm ready to head back out
And have fun.

[Another warm day.]

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