On summer days, I’d dream of flowers
wildly tamed in a tweed bouquet
delicate daisies, soft touches
I feel the wind in my fingertips
Often I dread how
summer passes in the blink of an eye
in the heat of the moment
I hope it slows down
I hope the cool will calm me
elleguyence 
You wrote a beautiful poem 👏
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I dread the absence of warm weather, but I love the fall colors; so there is a trade- off!
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Great poem. Summer has gone way too fast let alone this year.
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Reblogged this on davidbruceblog #2.
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hoping summer hangs in there for a few more weeks!
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Oh, the way you capture abstract inner moment interacts with me deeply.
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Beautiful poem so well expressed. Anand Bose from Kerala
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