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Hot Day

It was too hot to play,

So I lay down.

I listened to the crickets,

Lazing on a stone,

Singing drowsily as they dozed.

The lizard lay basking

Motionless, without a wink

Of an eye;

His skin shining

Like a diamond.

Slowly the cows moved

As they grazed;

A sudden breeze

Rippled the grass.

The daisy's eye

Stared up,

To where its golden eye

Met the golden eye

Of the sun.

by

Jacqueline Hamer