Milky Shades
Sun was above the Head,
Heat waves were crossing,
Bodies smelt, but
Sweat was designing,
The skin was feeling cool.
Trees were very calm,
They were standing in dark,
But birds were singing,
Playing and dancing, and
Leaves were laughing on them.
Mostly roads were clear,
Very rear vehicle acrosses,
And a waving tune,
Touches the ears,
Road was melting on tyre prints.
Sky was clear, very often,
True cirrus clouds,
Still were playing, and
Rays were lighting,
On their milky shades.
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