Smell fragrant flowers
which bloom beautiful.
Taste vegetables garden grown.
Hear thunder in the distance, rumbling.
Feel cool raindrops
hitting your face.
See crystalline orbs
of morning dew upon grass green.
Make my summer senses keen.
“Summer Senses” was printed in Salem Cemetery, No. 6 of Inwood Indiana. Pick up the paperback from Prolific Press; the stories and poems published online are free to read here.
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