Thursday, September 1, 2016

poem of the day September 1


I'd like to be
a cricket on
the first 
of September
basking in 
in a summer to remember
Not a care in the world
singing my heart out
to the joy of living
The hot sun feeling
good on my lazy body
knowing there
is still lots of time
to drink wine
before the snows of cold
cover my soul

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