Rosehips

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I lay my head over the glass

in the bus, bobbing my head

up and then down, down over

the window, a middle aged woman

fanning her face as if she is fencing

against August, IT IS HOT TODAY

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I could almost miss my stop-Summer's spell

following uphill

I found bushes after bushes, rosehips

aching red, drooping their necks out

for me?

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I lost hours picking berries

for Roger, Dawn, Stella, Paula, Stephen, Ronnie, Breandan, Ian, Stui......

OUCH-THORNS!

Time to go home