Summer Heart

Take away the summer rain
Splashing on my window pane
Take the sunshine if you must
Trample it into the dust
Take the blossom from its stem
Strip the whispering willow limb
Pluck the song-bird from the sky
Hush the midnight lullaby
Take the friendly summer breeze
Drape a curtain o’er the seas
Dim the sun-rise, sunset too
Close your pretty eyes of blue
But never let me say again
“Now I lay me down my pen”
For writing is a vital part
Of this very summer heart

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Janet Martin

Not writing seemed like a good
idea on a busy Friday morning....
it seemed like a bad idea
twelve hours later!