The summer’s final heat is
Plump and uncomfortable.
Leaving us
Soaked in our own coolness
Distracted and searching…
~~~
All of the hours
And minutes spent,
It’s daunting to
Think about the billions of seconds
Thrown over our shoulder.
Left far behind
Each day.
The sweetness shared
With the quick lasting hugs,
The little fires
Extinguished in one moment
No explanations.
Mountains conquered
The firsts, the seconds, and thirds.
The next we remember,
So easily forgotten.
As it is the last.
Billions of seconds piling up
Behind us.
~~~
DoRee MelNic 