An Ode to August
Post date: Sep 01, 2019 4:52:50 PM
August is gone. I didn't post. I was enjoying August so fully that I stayed by its side the entire month. I didn't want to believe it would ever fall behind me.
I couldn't let go long enough to blog about it. I just let the sun, sand and water slip through my fingers and toes and hair--relishing the feeling.
The sun hypnotized me and told me not to leave. So, I stayed. I played. I prayed for no end to summer.
But all things must end.
And so an ode is in order--to August. Here's to August!
Thanks for the memories.
What am I looking for
when I scan the horizon
searching for a sign
I'm looking for you
even though I know I won't find you.
You're not here.
You weren't even here when you were
But I think I'll capture you
or a piece of you--
A note, I guess. A talisman, perhaps.
Telling me I'm not the only one looking
to find something special
in between worlds.
What would it prove to find you,
to pick up a clue, left
for me, from you--