seasons

I wake up with dew and
fresh crisp cut cucumber
scents tickling my nose

But during the day
the sun still burning beating
down on darkened skin

At night I lay with
an extra blanket or two
No A.C. tonight

But vulnerable
still, the seasons change but how
do I really know

It all feels the same.
The 3 summers in a row

 

 

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