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{late night writing} #sol18

 
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Summer months
Time to enjoy
A little extra freedom

To stay up later
Doing what we love
In slow motion

Quiet time before bed
Reading another book
Writing one more story

Until her eyes could
No longer stay open
And she rested her head

Holding her pen
In place savoring
Her last words ...


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This could have been me this evening or any night. I knew I wanted to write, but I find it is harder during the summer to find the time and the energy. But tonight, I picked up my head and finished this slice! 

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  1. I'm impressed that you wrote! And a poem no less. Wow. I just finished my own and am inordinately proud of myself for writing. I love the pictures - I love that she fell asleep writing. Just great.

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  2. I wrote late-ish tonight too. Love that your girls are such writers!

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  3. She looks so relaxed! I love this about summer too. It’s so nice to move at our own pace.

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  4. Writing can be hard work and now she's dreaming of all that she wrote about to have another story for tomorrow. Thanks for sharing the story and pics. Love ya, Mom

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  5. As I read this it not only said "slow motion" but I felt it in slow motion. The relaxed feelings of the words definitely spoke--summer. I love the accompanying picture too. So sweet.

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