A Hot Summer's DayWalking down the street
the calm cool air slowly blowing wind, on my hair and over my face.
The breeze moving a wind chime on a house nearby.
The smooth jingling & clinking sound of the chimes hitting each other,
loud, yet peaceful.
The trees moving silently
not making any noise
with the hot sun breathing down on my neck.
The grass lush and green
and flowers all in bloom.
Slowly walking along the hot footpath,
looking over at the road.
The tarseal starting to melt and go into black liquid,
that slowly moves like black lava along the road,
in little ripples.
The smell of jasmine enters my mind,
fresh and sweet.
Slowly walking along the road
turning into a mirage as i look ahead.
Creeping into my mind that i'm in a desert,
Thinking that home is miles away,
when it's really just...
around the corner.
Written by: funne_girly
2003
