Mother, Summer, I
My mother, who hates thunder storms,
Holds up each summer day and shakes
It out suspiciously, lest swarms
Of grape-dark clouds are lurking there;
But when the August weather breaks
And rains begin, and brittle frost
Sharpens the bird-abandoned air,
Her worried summer look is lost,
And I her son, though summer-born
And summer-loving, none the less
Am easier when the leaves...
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My hometown is really close but my Dad worked at the University for years so I used to spend a lot of time there when I was little.
Now I live in Edinburgh for purely economic and professional reasons and sometimes feel like it's sucking the goodness out of me. Except for yesterday. It was so beautiful that I'm glad I was there to see it.
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