July is Lurking
The blue in the sky swallows
The pink and orange
I worry I’ll miss the fireworks
Or that the rain will cancel them
Time feels like it’s flying,
And there’s days I need it to
But days I wish it’d slow down
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“Lurking” is the perfect word. And your note on time — couldn’t agree more.