The Pull of July

June’s worries are left behind

Augusts’ anxieties are still distant

Settling into the haze of July

It’s promise of relaxation

Temps you with sweet subtle lips

It tries to bargain with you rest and forgetfulness

With heat and sweat

It has us all praying for Winter again

July is here trying to pull us all in

Elizabeth Almeida ©2024

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