Ah, Summer
Endless blue skies home to gulls on the wing
I'd trade a lifetime of winters for a bee's gentle sting...
Parched earth begs the debilitating heat to subside
Were I a bird, far away from summer droughts would I swing
May 13, 2019
Entry in "Summer Quatrain" contest
Sponsor: Caren Krutsinger
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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