Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Procession

In two days Summer's slated to begin
though I can feel it drawing to a close
as gravity influences my grin
pulling with the weight of worldly woes.

The solstice disappeared so long ago
like rocks serenely skipped across a lake
the first few hops are certainly a show
whose wonders get submerged beneath the ache

a nagging pain that doesn't fully heal
despite the pleasant weather Fall can bring
because we know that Winter's all too real
regardless how eternal hope may spring.

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