TIME REALLY FLIES 524
Unless you are a teacher, a student
or a parent, you may not have noticed,
but summer is over, again.
Last June, we watched summer time
gracefully take flight and lift, soaringly
through the air. We know it had a
departure point, but were never able
to precisely pin down where it landed.
We suspect that as time flies, summer
landed on the runway of the past, at
terminal of all to soon, and gently slid
into the hanger named memories.
In the next twelve months our children
will be another year older. And as for
us, well, you know, time really flies.
(First published on September 10. 1978,
with revisions on September 8, 2019)