Sun’s rays stream through the gate.
Rivulets of perspiration trickle down beneath the neck of my sundress-
following the space between my breasts& soaking the lightest weight lingerie
It is said that cotton is king in Texas & its
a damp monarch, this time of year.
A sweet lady at the market yesterday,
with a distinctly northern Midwest accent
remarked,”at least next month is Fall!”
I smile, remembering some very warm & humid Halloweens, and a few Thanksgivings running our air conditioning just so we could stand to be in the kitchen cooking the turkey.
Triple digit heat digs in its heels.
Autumn wakes up…
Checks the thermometer,
rolls over, yawns &
takes another nap.
©Nancilynn Saylor 2016
Photo of my custom painted gate.
2 thoughts on “Chasing Autumn”
Summer comes early and Autumn comes late to Texas, huh?
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Indeed it does, Sam!