Labor Day.
September 7, 2015
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Funny word for the end.
Summer’s being given the bum’s rush.
All its lushness and abandon.
Broken rules
And splendor.
No more nonsense now.
Time to be adults again.
It’s what autumn does.
Leaving us
The poorer for it.
Safeguarding the child in us
Until May honors us
Once more.
A sequence of my poems has been published in a hardcover book entitled The Music of Leaving Poems by Tricia McCallum
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