Water

I don’t think the birds

know it’s the first day

of Summer.

They just think:  “Whew!”

“It’s getting hot again.

Guess we’ll have to hole

up in the shade and wait

this one out.”

What little water standing

still, will soon evaporate.

The rivers only keep a

continual flow.

Fed from the icy mountain

tops all the way to

the ocean.

“Get it before it gets

salty,” they may

think–then it’s

not fit to drink.

Cool inside & out

H2O is what were

about

on planet Earth.

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