Week 8 – You give me butterflies

You give me butterflies 

You give me butterflies

You make me smile and frown 

I am surprised at how my emotions change on my face

The little muscles you can touch without even putting your fingers on me

I am so in hope with you. 

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Week 17 – Thoughts on the End of Summer

Thoughts on the End of Summer

The train is strangely empty today.

 

Another work week is gone,

School begins again and the breath of the city changes.

 

Soon, the leaves will turn and a chill will be on the morning air,

Coats will come out of closets and cloudless afternoons on the pier will be memory.

 

Life is beginning to turn again with September.