Seasonal things that bother me.
by john-edward-smallshaw
Sunset brands the evening red and leaves a glowing mark and very soon the night will drop, and then it will be dark,
but fear not for that glowing dot will rise again, and we can go outside once more to wallow in the rain.
What has this Summer become?
a wet bum on the slide
not a single pony ride
and ice cream hiding in the cone
I'm going to stay at home and
watch the telephone in case it rings
listen to the radio and not go out
at all.