Humid

Humid



The humid

Is an understatement

For what the weather

Is like

these days.

The glass seems to be

Turning brown

Due the heat.

All of

The flowers

Of nature  

Is praying a

Drink to liven up

Everything. When

People go out and

Feel the heat they

Can’t stand out

In it too long.

Afraid of heat stoke

Makes you wonder what

Mother nature’s thinking?

Makes me wonder If

At some points does

She just want everything in god’s

Creation to die? Right now it sure

Feels that way.

7/2nd 2006

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