This Time of Year

When it gets to be this time of year, the holidays are through, with many cheerless months ahead, yet to be endured.

Many folks start in remembering. Melancholy for a Summer lost. Longing for the Spring to come.

Me, I like to hunker down and set myself to dreaming. By building a ship that requires such care. With many parts and many steps, and all the paint and rigging.

Finally finished and put on the shelf, I turn to find that Spring has sprung. Filled with dreams, my ship sets sail, for the rolling shores of Summer.

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