Last Day Of School

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p style=”font-family:"”>This last day of school 

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p style=”font-family:"”>Each fall brings changes 

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The last day of school brings some melancholy thoughts. Lots of lasts today, followed by a bunch of firsts. For my house, middle school ends. The little boy who once lived in my house is taller than me. Joyous stuff, really, yet tinged with sadness v

Changes, so many, a constant string; such is life, I guess. 

I drove through this town 
Historically Floridian
Just after dusk 

Children biked past 
To safe security 
Of electric lighting 
Dinners, cleanliness
And the dreams 
Of being beloved 

Yellowish glow 
Flows from glass 
Interrupting the night’s
Dark embrace. 

I wonder what 
Such sensation 
Feels like 

We learn more by listening then by talking 

We are quick to speak 

So often finishing 

Sentences of others 

Missing details of,

Well, everything.

By rushing, everything

Is slower.

Reality often is 

Counterintuitive, I guess. 

Slowing, focusing, listening, 

Focusing on that listening 

Listening to UNDERSTAND

Not only more productive;

Relationships built.