July has arrived again

Time to become forgetful again

Sometimes I wish the month could be dropped

Wiped off the calendar completely 

There are so many reasons

It always promises so much in the way of weather

Promises but does not fulfil them

Days of non sunshine for vacations

In between the raging rain 

Long sultry days by the riverside

Watching young ducklings line astern of momma

As beneath the water, hungry eyes take aim and strike

One less for momma to raise

Cruel world

Finding young chicks that have fallen from the nest

Forgotten, as there are so many mouths to feed

Sadly never missed

Nature’s cruelty

It’s always the same time of year prices rise

Power companies hike the prices for the winter

Sales in the stores that have already raised the price

Then dropped looking like a bargain

Oh, but the most forgettable day is my birthday

One day older but another year tagged on

Feeling young but the years tell the truth

It almost seems as if a new wrinkle is added

Yes, I think I will forget this month

Maybe the wrinkle will not appear

Roll on August