We love our balmy summer days
But you can have too much of a good thing.
The sun can kill
But even in England
It can get oppressive.
Until a storm last night
It was relentlessly hot
Humid and stuffy
Under a sultry sun.
Hard to breathe and
So difficult to sleep.
Now it starts again
As the cloud burns back
So the sun shines bright once more.
They say it won’t last this time
As Atlantic Weather sweeps in from The West.
They’d better be right
For enough is enough.
Paul
Butters
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PB 28\8\2019.
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