A pause is a hiatus, a recess, an extra breath in and out.
But paws are kneading me, and needing me, to shout out to the world that MOLLY will be soon in town.
But the shore beckons me with each wave on the sandy beach –
Shorely, as the tide rolls in and out, summer is nearing its escape.
So escape I shall do, for a week or two,
As Molly searches for her purr.
It’s purrfectly reasonable though to unburden myself
As long as I don’t bury too deep in the sand.
I’m sandwiched now with chores I should do
While following the chords of family fun.
My advice is to enjoy the music of your summer song
As autumn will soon come along.