Hot Hot Hot
The days are hot, long, muggy and humid. The days are slow and without life like the desert. Beneath the heat, there lies the potential to not succumb to the stifling air.
Waiting. Ever waiting. The sun will go down. It will set and the heat will sloooowwwwly dissipate into the sky away from the ground where we are at.
Cool spring, cold ice. Where are you? Where have you gone in hiding. Come back to bring all life here to what it use to be. Come back before we suffocate in the heat.
Hot no more we pray for we cannot stand it no more.
1 comment:
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