sitting in the room
under the air cooler,
in the scorching summer,
I remember
the summer shadow
under the tree
nearby the field,
upon the cot,
full of water, earth pot
the fallen sapling
recalls memory of
the summer shadow.
holding branches of the tree
all children swing
in the summer shadow
those scorching,
in the heat of summer,
celebrate the glory of
the summer shadow
sun is heating
glacier is melting,
raising the temperature,
in the sea,
Earth is sinking,
requires
the summer shadow
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