
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;-).
Love it! You make the words come alive!
Sent from my iPhone
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Thanks, Ed! Hopefully, the sun comes alive!!!!
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