Finally talked to Ashley tonight. She has been applying for employment all week. I have faith she will find something soon. September is 2/3 done. Kids are back in school. The weather is cooling too fast, too soon. Summer play all but done. It is time for one of my favorite poems written in 2008 at summers end.

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Tree Swing

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In summers fading heat

Pushed by breezes of

Restless dreams

From sculptured tree

Whose spirit rests

A swing still hangs

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A seat of love

To hold one safe

In loneliness a splinter forms

An aged back weakens,

Cracks in time

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Tattered ropes of

Life gone by

In voice of groans and creaks

Heard only when

Strong winds roam

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Tree's spirit in fitful slumber,

Remembers joy in

Happy screams

One more memory

To sweeten dreams

Is all it asks

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A swing still hangs

From sculptured tree

Whose spirit rests,

Waiting

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ccd Revised from 2008

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