Thursday, May 12, 2016

Dog Day Afternoon

Silent, 'cept for the birds
Quiet, though the wind's in the trees
Hushed, yet the frogs croak their songs
The buzz in the air, are the bees

The ringing, I see but don't hear
As the fish break the surface to feed
A day by the lake in Springtime
Is all the peace I need

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