Hot hot hot days
The days are so hot
now
The skies blaze with
light
Blinding, dazzling
Brighter than a sea
of sunlight
The air hangs like a
heavy curtain
It is so still
Stifling, choking
A tree would wilt
The very atmosphere
glows
Like an golden mist
Oh how it makes us
long
For the rain’s sweet
kiss!
What am I doing out?
The birds are wiser
than me
Look! I see some
sparrows
Wisely hiding in the
shadow of a tree
Copyright © 2014 by May Kwek
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