On the brink of 1st of September
Spring has sprung
but no new growth buds, yet know where they belong
Lingering winter thoughts
have no summer flowers, yet to deliver the conclusions reached
Mornings tease with soft sunrays
but no flirtatious happiness, yet dominate the human summer mental state
Ocean waves melt iceberg mainstays
but no tropical fish, yet leave to venture into unknown seas
Summer thoughts tease-wink behind the scenes
but no perfume frangrances, yet fill the air to alleviate winter dispair
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