Living, Poetry

Strip of Summer

A strip of skin

crisp to the touch

kissed by the sun.

 

An out of context reminder

that summer is falling away.

 

Flowers bloom

but look sad next

to the heads of wild grass

bowing low

laden with seeds.

 

Vibrant yellow,

brown edges

creeping closer to the center.

 

Soon,

all will be dry and brittle

like a strip of sunburned skin.

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