Ah, Summertime

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With tired fingers we grasp.
We try to hold the warmth, the green, the lushness of the world.
Hold.
Hold!
Onward comes the end.
We see it in crisp focus in the nights that fall swifter and longer.
Joy we should take in the harvest
But still I say, “Hold!”
Ah, Summertime…
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August 26, 2010   Just to Make You Happy
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