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Waves of heat,whirr of fans

Sweat shining on my hands

Distant combine, in fields of sun

Birds now silent brooding done

 

Lovers in parks

Distant larks

Buckets of ice, cooling something nice

Suspended time, as sun just shines

 

Population stops, conversation ,it’s hot

Move now slowly, shutting down,

Sleep of heat , eyes squint round

 

Evening comes with milky cool

Stillness reins on lobster fools

Barbecues spring from the sand

Bacon and sausage start to land

 

Bottle of wine a few cool beers

Great friends now , glasses cheer

Sun sinks down and twilight comes

Then hand in hand walk home as one

 

21/07/2021 13:05- 13:28

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