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Summer Song
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Summer Song |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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Wind chimes harmonize on the relentless summer wind Green dressed branches dance in time to the tune It is my summer song Lilting through my window serenading from the patio The melody puts me in mind Of verandas and mint juleps and an exaggerated southern “Its not the heat, its the humidity” And the shade finds it's self under a billowing cloud that shows promise of a turbulent storm The chimes practice for their concert and light show in the coming rain LGR(C)6/21/11 |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Very beautiful, dear Lori. "It's not the heat, it's the humidity", exactly what we say here all the time too. I am in for a mint julep while listening to the wind chimes ... Perfect atmosphere to feel summer.  Love, Margherita |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Margherita-Thank you so much for reading and commenting on my poem, I'm glad you enjoyed it! Lori |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
What a lovely song -- and I laughed. In the winter, we say, "It's cold, but there's no humidity!" xxoxoox A |
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