Soft July Poem by Steven Federle

Soft July



days when you are gone
are silent

except for the rush of wind
in our apple tree.

See how the fruit hangs
heavy, pulling low
the branches;
ready.

so I'll wait in the shade
of soft July
and think
of you.

Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: summer
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David R. 09 July 2014

Pretty great. Reminds me of a certain Summer.

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Steven Federle

Steven Federle

Cincinnati Ohio
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