Edge of Summer

I count
my
steps
admire the flowers
feel for
the rain
that won’t fall today
the ominous clouds
quicken
my
pace
I lose track of
my
thoughts
lose track of the day
lazy day Saturday
with a book
my favorite way to be
still
quiet
windows open
breeze flowing through
nearing the edge
of summer
the final third
soon
it will be
too cold

Published by Kelly Severseike

Writer & Poet

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