Looking down at mudflat river,
Remnants of life,
Where the water's running low,
Imagining looking at the once white weir of dizziness, now dry,
Hell on earth,
Where did it go,
To some the touch of summer sun brings intense, immense delight,
But for now, the river's teeming life,
Once abundant sits redundant,
Desperation shown in it's desperate sorrow without tears,
Two last fish flounder gasping for fresh water's tender kiss,

Summer sun brings treasure as leisure times are cherished lazing on the grassy banks,
With the one who fills my hearts desire,
While glory skies are filled with fire,
As we loll on the bank, soaking up her solar rays on scorching red hot July days,
Much disregard for essence of life itself!
By ladylivvi1

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