We begin to long for winter

as time plays tricks on itself

summer’s end never came

though the calendar promised

a change or a shift

from the fire of the season

we find ourselves waiting

for a new season that does not come

soon, we are told, soon

but change does not come

the heat does not break

and we wilt indoors

hiding from the sun – Caroline A. Slee

The Longest Season #MondayBlogs

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