The summer is a poor visitor
Stingy with its beauty
Cheered on by drought
Evil in its heat.
Hard cracked soil
Grass dead
Crackles like
Broken bones.
Flowers struggle
Valiant fight
Blooming quietly
Proud even as they wilt.
Rain comes and teases
Earth mouth open
Waits for a sup
Finds only a sip.
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