Dog days of
summer heat licks my face
with soft tongue.
Languorous
afternoons spent in shade of
willow trees
drinking tea -
as evening comes, flaming
reds cool to
refreshing
blues and purples as the
sun beds down -
it doesn't
get much better than this.
summer heat licks my face
with soft tongue.
Languorous
afternoons spent in shade of
willow trees
drinking tea -
as evening comes, flaming
reds cool to
refreshing
blues and purples as the
sun beds down -
it doesn't
get much better than this.
Brought to you by: Pet Street Mall Heated Dog Beds
Poem by: Karla Dorman
Photo by Bruce Dickson
