Summer Rhythms Poem by Evelyn Judy Buehler

2. In Delhi, the capital of India, it is horrible, with temperatures over 45 degrees C, highly polluted parched air, deaths so common. Each summer is an End-of-the-world.

this poem is very vivid Bravo!

I loved the spray of colours in the pic and caught in words.

4. Evelyn, you speak about this lovable summer, where things look bright and the world regains its colours, and life it's gaiety. Beautifully picturised. Loved it. And the beautiful pic.5 *s.

But in more temperate world, summer is lovable, with the exit of the dark days of winter.

But, in more temperature