Relief.

I sit on the concrete

door step

in front of the

neighbors door,

socks no shoes.

Cup between my legs.

The air is cooling,

my head ache is leaving,

fine rains falls on my skin.

I close my eyes and look

to the skies.

Karen Hayward ©2016

 

 

 

 

 

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