Yani

it is summer
do not just stay there

what will you do when
the beach is blue
when the winds
are cool?

what will you do with
so much heat?
when the flowers wilt?
when the fields
are turning brown?

lady, do not just stay there
go, go,
wear a piece
fall in love

and if you must
grab, and if you will
be the crab!

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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