July slips away

summer nearing another end

energetic in its endeavor

joyous to break free

time is spinning ’round again

The seasons grow ever nearer

advancing their steps

as they dance closer

bringing emotions

and events to mind

bringing urgency to complacency

a rush and a twist

a wink for their ‘good joke’

time is spinning ’round again

Something in me

is lonely

and longing to reach a place

where time can stand still

but it is just out of reach

brushing past my feeling of regret

it bursts toward tomorrow

out of control

sweet and unchained

with sole purpose

time is spinning ’round again

Like a spinning top

it makes me dizzy

and races to its completion

unaware of the many

or the few

caught up in the frenzy

fearless and determined

time is spinning ’round again