High of fifty four degrees
That was yesterday
T shirt skiing and I packed shorts
In the bottom of my backpack
High of twenty seven
That’s today
Maybe a t shirt
Later
But I walked to the mailbox
In sandals and
My feet were numb when I came
Back.
Is it just me
Or is this not
Just mud season weather?
Posted in response to the challenge Climate and Our Earth - Writing .
Who are we?
Are we men
in offices, yes that would still be
us.
But, I think we are also the boy who got a flag from the lady in the parade and waves it because he loves his country
My eyelids stay together
every blink
a little longer than usual wishing
I were still asleep
I don't remember not sleeping
last night
but I guess
that's just the way it is
first block
The red truck blue truck cap
Bright blue, not pretty
Like dancing eyes no
This is down to business blue eyes hardened
After too many people said no
After too many yesses didn’t work out
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