~~~~~
It was a blue dog day
one of those afternoons
when the sky hangs in a droop
and snores in steady beats
against the window pane
So I just lay
with my mind floating
in yellow
and listened to the silence
behind the clatter
And it moaned
in soft-tongued songs
a slow quiet rhythm
beating against my breast
for some recognition
So I listened
while it sang me to bed
in the quiet of the day
with no one around
to witness
~~~~~

"Mama told me there'd be days like this, there'd be days like this, my mama said." Love it, Madame Librarian. Always do. Good luck in the contest, my Friend.
Wander Lea



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