August - Embrace
This poem is always there, waiting in the wings, like a good friend or a warm hug. At the time I'm writing this, I'm feeling happy and joyful. But the feeling of this poem reminds me of August. This month is bittersweet, a time to relish in the last moments of summer and to embody gratitude. The small things: spontaneous pancakes, a pet resting at your …
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