Summer is hot
In the morning, the hawk's call pierces
the meadow's hush is broken.
Summer is hot,
At noon, the dogs loll in the shade
They pant and wriggle backs against the grass.
Summer is hot,
At night, blankets kicked off,
Too much heat for spooning.
90 degrees seems to be the norm around here lately and a few in the 100's. Whew
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