There's something in the air
That makes me feel like I've been here before
The birds chirping
The sun disappearing and reappearing behind fluffy white clouds
The soft breeze
The heat
I've lived this summer before
Maybe in a different universe,
Another life time,
Or a dream...

Maybe I'm still asleep

And when you cry, we will
weep with you.
But not for pity — not grief.
It is for triumph.
You made it.

True?
Applause.

Your hard work, finally,
paid off.
– fin.

i found out
some time ago
if you want to move fast
you must first do slow
after awhile
pick it up a bit
just make sure
you never quit
even when
times get hard
and you know they will
it's in the cards
take to heart
this timely notion
never quit
your forward motion
no matter if
it's fast or slow
hang on tight
and don't let go
there is no secret
to this life we live
don't concede
and never quit