Sunglasses
Sun baked earth, yet another summer
Preheated oven burns, my sticky hour.
Sunglasses hide me,"Did I really love her?"
Sweet lemonade,... tastes bitter and sour.
8th May 2019
Sponsor Caren Krutsinger
Contest Name "Summer Quatrain"
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