The fan blades stir the murky air but can’t inter my small despair The ice cubes clink in my cool drink as I get by (C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
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Category: Weather
Holey Moley
The rain that falls upon my face and drums the walls about my place makes me aware my roof repair will be costly (C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
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Curve Flattening
The sun is bright the sky is clear But we’re uptight with viral fear Told “Stay inside” we try to bide ‘til when it’s then (C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
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