Thursday photo prompt: Appointed #writephoto


On a hot summer day , the sun beat down its sharp rays with a deep frown,the blue of the sky all the more radiant in its resplendent shine.The birds did not fly high but sang requiems perched on a shaded canopy of green.Their song did not echo for the zest there was none.The earth is raging hot letting out its vent on those still intent on tampering with it’s lot.

My mind swims with a nostalgia of times of times yore when the summer was a time of chirping birds and fun.We would run amok in the shady wild challenging the sun to subdue us with it’s might.Sunny days were glorious sunsets with the wisps of gentle breeze.And the earth did not seem aridly doomed for the big trees gave us cool with their leafy bloom as the the twitter of birds culminated into a melodic symphony.The afternoon siesta…

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