Summer
So close
I can feel it
Books piling up
Waiting to be read
Stories to be told
Tears to be shed
Lessons to be learned
Lives to be explored
Calling to me
Still so much to do
So little time
Focus
Hard to do when books are calling you
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Many thanks to the crew at Two Writing Teachers, and the extended SOL community, for giving us the time, space, and encouragement to live the writerly life each Tuesday. Won’t you join us?
I read your post earlier this morning and wanted to comment – so glad you re-posted the link! You poem is so great I could feel the anticipation in the few well chosen words. So well stated!
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How true. Alas, there is never a time when books are not calling me. Being retired I thought My stack would go down. Truth is, it has grown.
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Time to dive into the pile! Hope you find time to relax and read books you enjoy this summer!
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