at the dawn
the sun crawls in
in its vermillion gown
as it rises
above the horizon
tangarine pulls over
sucking our labor
making us fall over
seeking the rescue measure
such are the summers
but energizes our chilled souls
o how we long for these sun\'s rays.
but the scorches aches
and we pant for the rains
the soothing droplets on our lane.
The changing seasons
nurtures heavens
flowing our lives in happiness.
© Bellflower
05.09.2022.