MLMM Sunday

August a relief from hot July

Then I think a while and sigh

Almost time for school to start

Which means the children part.

Remembering my own days of old

After freedom in summer’s gold

I could even smell the scent

Of paper, loved what it meant

Looked forward to school recharging

Even when playtime was departing

School to me was an adventure

Where learning new things was the center.

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Sunday Confessionals : August