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Wednesday, July 27, 2016


Brown season is here
There’s smoke on the horizon
We must mend the roof

White snow still on peaks
Summer thirsts for its melting
Let’s clean the windows

Orange Navels are eaten
Valencia’s unfavored
What of the apples?

Red flowers open
Pomegranates in waiting
We must make sun tea

Pink roses whisper
Bougainvilleas scream color
Pastels still enchant

Spring’s colors faded
Summer blooms now in season
Seedlings need water

Epi’s bloom briefly
Cactus flowers much the same

I must call my Friends

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