To dream of rain
To clear the air
To dampen down the land
Seems such a shame
Perhaps unfair
But necessary, understand
With scorching Sun
And searing heat
And an everlasting thirst
It becomes less fun
When one must retreat
But find a cool spot first!
But just a drop
Not a lot
Enough to freshen up
So Summer stays
With long warm days
And clouds to top it off
A Summery Six Word Saturday post.
The Mansionic Perspective 
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