Desert heat ignites Early morning ends quickly Hot sun beats me down Summer comes too soon Rain will be on hold for months Green hillsides turn brown To feel cool again I imagine limpid streams And feel such languor I find the water And drink in restoration New droplets of life
Reason for writing:
When summer descends upon us in Southern California, it's
oppressive and I wrote this poem as a kind of release.
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