longing for hot summer days
can’t say I’ll change my ways
longing for warm summer sun
daydreams never one and done
longing to etch in flaxen sand
thoughts sifting through my hands
longing for a cool summer breeze
can’t say, my soul, not at ease
longing for a soft summer rain
calming plip plops soothe the pain
longing for a special someone
daydreams never one and done
© 2018-2019 – Franci Eugenia Hoffman
Franci Eugenia Hoffman enjoyed a career in the insurance industry for over 20 years. She was rewarded both professionally and personally due to results from taking responsibility and dedication to her work. Her fulfillment comes from the encouragement and promotion of others.
“Summer will end soon enough, and childhood as well.”
―
Go Dog Go Café 
How well you have written it!
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Thank you so much, Sadje! ❤️
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My pleasure 😇
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A fitting evocation of all our hopes, Eugenia.
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Thank you, Roland! 🙂
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This one got me smiling, Eugenia – it’s plip plopping from my sky!
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Thank you, Eric. I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
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So good…stirred my longing too.
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Thank you.
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Love the poem and the picture !
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Thank you! I’m delighted you enjoyed it!
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Reblogged this on Salted Caramel and commented:
this is such a great opportunity to promote your blog:
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