Summer Runnin’, Might Be My Last…


The Return of the Modern Philosopher

Summer LovinTonight might very well have been my last run of the Summer, Modern Philosophers.

Even though I’d had a long, somewhat stressful day, I knew I wanted to put on my running toga and hit the streets once I got back to The House on the Hill.  It was just too beautiful an evening to pass on the opportunity to work on my wellness.

Summer runnin’ had me a blast.  Summer runnin’ never did go too fast…

HarvestMoonAs the full moon kept watch over me, I took off down Eastern Avenue stunned at how warm and gorgeous it was.  The last few night, I’ve been bundled up in bed under two comforters, but this day reminded me of how glorious a Maine Summer can be.

I ran a little further than I intended because the whole time I was out there, I kept telling myself that this was my last…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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