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Scorching Hot

Rating: 5.0

By midday the sun’s scorching might
Penetrates the hapless
Tiniest worth of life in sight
Sustaining nonetheless

A desire for the shaded
Those hydrated places
Where of a thirst you can be rid
Noon time treasured spaces

Under the shaded umbrella
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Bernard Snyder 05 July 2012

Wow! Sensational poem! I'm giving this my vote 10 right now. Sorry it took me so long to read your materials. You're AWESOME! !

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Patti Masterman 08 July 2009

So much talent here! I much love, 'The shadow and fraction of days Measured in mere degrees'.

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