I wanted to do kind of an Ode to Autumn (Keetes) but from my past and the memories I have of the end of summer not complete started a few weeks ago.
Summer grows short, and so does
the money for school clothes.
The kids gather for one last
night of kick the can.
Gone are all the popsicles
and games of spin the bottle.
Mothers feel their sanity
slowly coming back
Bedtimes get changed,
and sack lunches get made
Classes have been posted
on the school’s main door.
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