June Poem by Barry Middleton

June



June is fully here
and cotton clouds stir.

The damp heat comes
to gift parched earth.

The first raindrops sizzle
on black pavement.

Thunder in the distance
disturbs a quiet rest.

Another green season
glows beneath the sky.

The young children laugh,
and the old men cry.

Sunday, January 31, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: june,life and death,season
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Norah Tunney 20 March 2016

I love this So simple and so concise

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