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The stands of maize

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Stepping into one hundred degrees of morning haze Wanting the sun to burn it all down in a fiery raze 'Til all the corn stalks are set to a glowing blaze Then, rains can come across the plains; turning it to a syrupy glaze Oh, how I loved these humidity infused summer days They take me back to youth waking early; to enjoy my plays I missed the first half of my life; when time seemed to have these endless ways For adulting means its time to teach my littles how to navigate the craze Also, to savor the moments 'til their fate reaches this phase Who knew parenting was just guiding mice through the stands of maize?

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Date: 8/28/2024 11:31:00 AM
Oh my, wonderful piece, one of your best IMHO. A fave pour moi! xomo
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Date: 8/28/2024 6:42:00 PM
<3 Thank you Mo for the extremely high praise! As well as the fav ;) so very happy you enjoyed this one! Sincerely A.S.
Date: 8/27/2024 9:07:00 PM
Liked this, A.S. :) It seems we were thinking similiarly tonight- Summer and all. Hugs <3
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Date: 8/28/2024 5:00:00 AM
I have really been vibing with the season this year. And yesterday was definitely fruit, roll-up levels of humidity....LOL

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