Times Of July
The last day
They go fast
I pass shade
I go laps
This time lapse
This time laps
The time is over
It overlaps
My time's slim
My time's fast
My time zings
In my tracks
But I'll win
Well I'll try
I do my time
I get Bye. July.
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And... it's August!! Soon...
I'm way overdue with these poems online. But on the day to day, line to paper time, it goes fine. I'll catch up!!