Summer For the Win
From behind packs of premature spring
Comes molten summer for the win!
Crumbs of hot rain snatched away
Numb rivers sink into bleak basins
May's but a gentle memory of
Days kissed with misty green hindsight
Bays and beaches fill with sun children who will
Stay long beyond the tahitian twilight.
6/18/21
Copyright © Michelle Faulkner | Year Posted 2021
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