The routine of summer commences.
I can feel it making home here.
Thick, heavy air fills the hours,
drenched in the layers of moisture above.
The sun feels stronger,
drying the leaves in minutes
after a quick spot shower.
Green leaves flourish on each limb,
soft and nimble they dance
in the wind.
Of the approaching storm, they fear not,
They know well the tropical nature
of the rain-drenched noons,
and in gladness praise the rays
of the sun-soaked days.
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