brown palms

Vestiges of
Spring, scorched
Brown, bronzed
By blazing summer
Sun, that grew
More and more
Weary with each
Passing day
Dust, hot asphalt
Smells, trumped
Fragrant flowers
Forest creatures
Only came out
During coolness
Of dusk and dawn
The fall showcase
Was, about to begin

Author: warturoadam77p

70 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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