Next Summer
The fog of summer lingers
as it dims our ambitions.
We blink through laze seeing glimpse
of anxious thoughts, worrying loss.
Where, how did the time slip by?
Is there a chance to regain?
We had plans. Well, plans for plans.
What goals still attainable?
Should we just let it move past
giving up yet another?
Perhaps next year . . . yes next year.
Start sooner . . . set reminders.
But isn't that what we promised
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