Gershon Wolf Poet Couplet

Wring the Sweat out of your Shirt

    A wall of heat down on you bores
      enervates your every pore
    The fiery sun you implore
      ‘Who can take this anymore’

    Your heart is deadened, your brain is fried
      There’s not enough fresh air to sigh
    Wring the sweat out of your shirt
       Hide your body’s baked-in dirt

    But check outside, just in case
       Hey, what’s this your arms embrace
    Drops of rain now splash your cheek
       A fresh wind blows from mountain’s peak

    A moment ago you’d surrendered
       Thanks to Heaven need be rendered

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Hilda Greenhough October 10, 2024 at 5:48 PM Relief from heat comes when seasons change. This poem was spot on.

Tom Cunningham September 2, 2024 at 9:11 AM No chance of sweat here at the moment, cool autumn is here now. Tom