Seesons Cleaning
Rain past and cold
turned to pleasant summer breezes,
I am left to my own devices!
Excitement abounds,
Causing joy that could not exist
if not for sunshine, bringing warmth.
Clothes from a closet cluttered,
hardly fitting leave me on the hunt.
More shorts. More tanks.
Now, necessity abounds!
If it were not for the lack of
Summer items, I would be a different woman
Much like the one that existed, before.
Needy, wanton. Is she the one;
Whom became excited by summer weather?
Or, could this year be a variation?
We will have to find the answer,
When we move from Summer to Autumn,
Then, from winter to spring!
Copyright © Lynn Elaine Fuller | Year Posted 2016
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