Dear Unsealers,

It’s the 4th of July!
A Happy Independence Day to those who are celebrating today. I hope that all of you have a safe and enjoyable holiday.

This poem is three days late, my welcome to July.
I don’t know why I forgot to post this on Monday. But Lauren’s reminder of the latest writing contest ending reminded me to post the poem.

I just wanted to let you know that without further adieu…

Welcome, July!
Six months have gone by, six new months are here

Amid summer’s low and slow grind
The days are ripe for possibility

A month of celebration
From the Great White North, sea to shining sea and Allons enfant de la Patrie
Champions crowned in Berlin, Miami, London and Nice
Before the athletes of the world take center stage in Paris

Who knows where this month will go
Not even I know how the days will flow

I’m sure of one thing, though…
As sure as the summer’s changeable skies
And the flowers blooming all around

The next thirty-one days will fly by