Hazy Days
Hazy days 'neath summer skies,
Scent filled air and butterflies.
In the fields, lolling cows
Resting under shading boughs.
No breath of wind, no cooling breeze
Flowers greeting bumble bees.
High above, raucous crows
Sending scorn to all below.
All else though, half asleep
drowsing, in the midday heat.
Copyright © Gary Smith | Year Posted 2016
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