SUMMER
You can dream
snow into the
middle of summer,
but don't expect
it to reach the
ground. Our rain
is kept in a small
box we open
only when water
becomes scarce.
Our life is an
open book. We
close it in summer
to keep the flies out.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
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