The Summer Poem by Santhi Janardanan

The Summer

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The Summer

The Summer so hot and sweaty makes me too thirsty and fussy!
The trees gave me shade so cool, fruits so sweet and flowers so colourful and pretty.
I pstoooed being fussy, planted more plants, offering more love around making the summer so cool.

Thursday, April 11, 2024
Topic(s) of this poem: summer time
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We "stop being fussy " when we do things that we love to do. I love gardening and farming of vegetables. When I am engaged that way, my days are short and happy… and I fight less with my wife.

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Great, Santhi. Loved it

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Thanks a ton Unnikrishnan

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