afternoon heat splashes
across parking lots,
making the air
wiggle and squirm –
squirrels lounge in the
polka-dotted shade –
turtles wade and waddle
in and out of the pond, sunlight
transforming it into a
bowl of lemonade –
blades of grass collecting
around its lips like straws –
summer tries to fan herself
with a gentle breeze, but it
hardly does anything at all
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© Brianna – Tiny Fawns Writings