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In the beginning there was the thing...
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Poems Closing up a summer cottage for the season.
Lock all the doors, so no one can get in.
Close the curtains.
"Nothing to see here".
Turn down all the lights.
Some things you just don't need to watch.
The pots are all stacked by the sink.
Barely time to do them, in the lack of time to think.
You begin to imagine it's never going to be summer again.
Especially when you're too busy skiing.
Hot chocolate and marshmallows by the fire.
Safety, while the blizzard goes on outside.
Before you know it it's Spring though,
and you're back where you started.
Throwing open the doors and the windows.
Out with the stillness,
"Let's let in some air"
Goodbye to the shutters and curtains.
Summer's coming again.
