There is much to do before sleep,
more than the miles to go
or the bucket list made just for fun.
There are flowers to tend,
oceans to swim
and projects to bring to fruition.
There are things that need remembering:
guitars and bonfires, full moons as yet unseen
and sunsets that steal the breath away.
There are seasons to attend, prayers
to amend, and truths to consider,
a blending of fact and dream.
A gentling at summer’s end when leaves
begin to fall. They must be raked you know