Another Summer Fades
With August
August seems to be a month for transitions
No holidays, no special occasions……just August alone
We move into another season
As she struggles with the changes
Forced on her every year
Kids return to class
Parents adjust to schedule changes
Birds begin to prepare for cold
We have become a world of pain
Wars rage, people starve, the planet changes
And yet we move on
I do see hope in all this mess
Hope that there is always hope
It’s all we have left
Music takes me home everyday
A magical path out
That never fails me………
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