Summer begins with a promise
of new-found hope,
A gathering of strength and will.

Sometimes unexpected clouds
Turn sunny into darkness,
Lightness into tension,
And hope quickly devolves.

Summer then, lingers
as just another hard reminder
That fresh starts sometimes fade
in a field of celebration,
Far away and out of reach for now.

But I suppose it’s best we focus
More on our laughter than our tears,
More on what is good about a day,
than what is not.

And so, another gathering of words
and shared stories, and maybe some
laugh til’ you cry rememberings –
Retellings of past shenanigans.

Maybe summer was all just a little reminder
To keep trying, reaching and hoping.

(c) DiAnne Ebejer 


About DiAnne Ebejer

I am retired and live on the East coast of Florida where I spend much of my time reading, playing with photography and trying to write some "poetry and then some" at I care deeply about many things and wish there was much more love and compassion in this world today. I also have a part time blog "Thought You Might Like This" used for special projects and occasional things of interest
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