In the month of May
In the scorching heat
I went to the shade of a tree
With a hope to you I would meet
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Superb poem....A tear welled up in my eye as, I realized to me you did not belong Nicely written.
Hot wind blows that makes hurt. Very wonderful and humorous expression shared really.10
Evening crept in slowly Shadows became long A tear welled up in my eyes as I realize to me you did not belong.- - - - - - -Touching lines.Evening and shadows denoting frustration and gloom when one realizes what he thinks his own does not belong to him.