Like a Desert Pharaoh
In a little café down by the bay
He sipped his coffee and looked around
The water fetid, a sickly green
In nearby woods, few trees seen
Nary a creature grazed in the parched meadow
Red sun blazed like a desert Pharaoh
Of a sudden, rains came, hot sands steaming
The final curtain ~ or was he dreaming
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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