gold free summer

The yellow goldfinch sits on the edge of the feeder, talons clinging to the sure source of food.

Meanwhile, the fire from last night’s revelry still smolders, smokey remnants of a school year rising into the unknown clear.

Heat of summer presses down already and too soon, and we run into the free weight of it happy and relieved.

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