'Tis the season
of SUMMER,
soon to end;
so too heated days
of anguish no
longer reside
for acts of conflicts
deplete an maim;
a mirage in a desert
of relentless heat;
no longer I compete
in this arid dryness
faced in society.
I AM ME....
a daughter, a woman
and yeah
I AM proud to be me.
Foolhardy searching,
the season of SUMMER
now at an end.
Welcome season
of winter......
delightfully I
relish in finding myself.
Welcoming season of 
peace, discovery,
matters of the heart,
I relish abundantly.
©PSA 24/4/20.

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