Writing Exercise 134

Huh, the weather changed so suddenly and my grand plans for today fell through. To let off some steam I wrote my frustration into this poem:

2018/07/06 – summer days (poem)

Summer days, where have you gone?

Yesterday it was so nice and hot;

Today you would believe it not.

Look what one single storm has done!

Summer days, come back to me!

I long for golden sand on the beach:

Swimming and sunbathing – a lot of each!

Why is the temperature ten lower in degree?

Summer days, I wish you well.

At least there is more than enough rain

For the flowers to feel no pain.

This is all there is left to tell.