The Bummer of Summer

So many thoughts, dreams, and ideas I insist...

so few minutes, opportunities and obstacles to list. To be free with potential untapped or unused...is to pass, to forfeit, in the end no amuse.

The last day of August always makes me look back...at the sunshine, sunsets, the family and friends.

I will miss the warmth of the sun as fall drops...

as the 'Iguana on a' hibernates on her rock.

The frost in the air, the chill, and the rain...

makes me long for cosey fires...but the beach always AGAIN!

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