Summer Melancholy

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Spring is gone in the nick of time,

Letting the summer to set in early

The sun is in cahoots with the clouds,

A bright hot day and the roads empty

Not a bird in the sky,

Not a new leaf on the tree

A slight melancholy in the air,

Recalling the winter that flee

And my dog yawns and pants heavily,

Sure an onset of grave heat

In this mid hour of the scorching day,

A stage of utter somnolence I have reached

I yearn for a perfect siesta,

Wistful this seems

Leaving me with a desperate wait,

And the sanguine winter dreams.

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