June 30, 2024
I told myself to post away, but
should’ve ordered self to write each day.
What happened to the month of June?
It flew, or poofed right by, too soon,
and I, who thought myself a poet, well,
this June I certainly didn’t show it.
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Thanks for this poetic apology!
love;
It flew, or poofed right by, too soon,
Mary Allen
is so good at sums
she counts on her fingers
till she gets to her thumb.
5 is all ya need,
all ya need is 5
5…..5…..5
is all ya need
(P.S. Hope.all is well with you!)
Oh, but you dropped by for one last taste of your voice (I always hear you reading) and one last smile for your friends!
I began slow this year too, nothing left (I thought) to bring or to share.
Too soon. Hope to see your face sooner.
I enjoyed reading this and your work this month!