We gather.  Move into.

Absorb the years.  Claim the day,

wonder about the past.

Unclaimed and unfinished

minutes become armies of hours,

dissolving as they pass, draining

beneath us, out of us,

drowning us in the air we breathe.

In youth our legs championed obstacles.

Our dreams outdistanced everything.

As gladiators we overcame

and conquered.

Open windows release the songs

we remember.  Warm with

dreams.  September beckons.


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