Misty Dew

Form: Choka

summer morning mists
come and go before the heat
cold breaths in stillness
can we hold them near
as the sun beats down endless
heat; trying to sleep
too tired and too hot
longing for the morning mist
when the birds can sing
their songs of summer
with butterflies making love
in the silent air
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

©JGFarmer2020

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