The wind is whipping up
setting my hair in motion
my terrier’s ears blowing
murmuring in rumor fashion
auguring a premature fall
amazed it has such gall
as days are still in summer
the land parched and dry
this jest of humor ’tis wry
© August 2016 Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself
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