less than a few dozen

lower than the sky but above
every bit of ground around
stalling before the explosions of fun
sincerely begin
taking time to enjoy the calm that
happens before the storm
aware that all of life is finite
naming this occasion
after a holiday from history
found underneath the memories that were buried
eventually there will be a pause
when the past will no longer matter
directly related to how things go now
only when we think and are made honest
zones of time that are making themselves obvious
ending a few final questions
need the rest but want the fun

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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