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This summer
The hot days,
heating the blood,
yet the farmer,works there.
The cool nights,
named so,
yet stay hot and sweat
dripping from the head.
The mom cooks near the fire,
the dad works all day,
returns home,black as coal,
full of sleep.
Their sweet baby,
no work found,
lays on the couch,
and burns herself.
This so summer,
every time worked up,
they don't find
peace in sleep,
for the nights are hot
as days....
© Chinmayee R
heating the blood,
yet the farmer,works there.
The cool nights,
named so,
yet stay hot and sweat
dripping from the head.
The mom cooks near the fire,
the dad works all day,
returns home,black as coal,
full of sleep.
Their sweet baby,
no work found,
lays on the couch,
and burns herself.
This so summer,
every time worked up,
they don't find
peace in sleep,
for the nights are hot
as days....
© Chinmayee R
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