July may lay a heavy burden on our hearts
Serving us a cold mix of dread and uncertainty
With its nature of a beginning racing towards an end.
Life in July may lay on a fast lane
Sliding down the year while
Snacking on the minutes we feed our dreams
Making us put a peg on things
But all dreams have to be reactivated
For what are we without them?
All our plans must be reviewed
As work done in the past few months
Are bringing in opportunities in a sleigh.
So I have placed a bottle of bubbly in a bucket
And will raise a glass to what the bottom
Of this year has in its cooler.
The question is
Will you join me?