This week's words are: stroke, summer, leave
Got a short poem this week (with a haiku):
It feels like Summer
Clock stoke the last beat of Spring
I don't want to leave
Nature takes over and moves
The rain has been gone for weeks
And the heat piles upon us
Like layered clothing
That can't be removed
Water needed so badly
To quench the thirst of the babies
Drip
Drop
Fosets turn off
Buckets are empty
Wells run dry
Summer has arrived
Bells ring clear signifying
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