The Journey

By
The Journey

It was a cool summer day.
the sky blue
and I sit there
thinking of how winter
is to come. Stop to think how
heat is about sleep
and sitting to a fake source
of summer heat.
Then as I look at my watch
7.30
and I say
the last words
of summer.
Good bye
Summer





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