My Text to the Sun

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Though summer is upon us,

The rain just will not stop,

The sun pops out for a minute,

Then sheepishly disappears,

It’s driving me straight mad,

So, I decide to make a plea…

“Stay, stay, oh golden one, 

Are you hiding out of fear?

My flowers & my garden

Are all drowning,

Because you are not here.

There’s a lake in my front yard,

Which otherwise might be great, 

But, I cannot swim a lick,

So, ankle-deep wading, 

Is my go-to water schtick.

I wait, I watch, I wonder,

Then, I hear the sounds of thunder,

I sigh, I moan, I groan,

I wish I could reach you by telephone…

By chance, I send this modern-day text:”

#dearsunnyboyorgirl

#brightyellowstarinthesky

R U OK?

B GR8 2 C U,

Maybe 2moro?

#missyoulikecrazy

#signedyourfaveblondegirl

Response:  LOL #fromyouryellowstar

Hmmm…could that be,

Lots of love or laughing out loud?

Guess we shall soon see;-).