And Now Poems
Monday, July 4, 2011
Stone 4 - Heat
Heat beams down from sun,
Steams up from asphalt.
Sweat streams down face, arms.
Cool hint of breeze stirs
parched grass, rattles seeds.
Fall will come. And spring.
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Poetic Soul
July 4, 2011 at 5:02 PM
Yup, life changes
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