Oh Dear

I am having an existential freak out

It is time. It keeps leaving me

Without even a backward glance or a sorry or a tear.

I want to hold Summer in the palm of my hand

Drag it out when it needs remembering.

If only it would stay there and stop fighting

Although there really is no fight

Because as I mentioned

It runs away much faster than me and I am left

With longing. 

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