Seasonal Drift


A fire breathing dragon,

Rose high up in the sky.

It fried everyone in its heat,

Was it revenge?


The nature’s perfume lingered,

And indicated a seasonal drift.

The earthy smell that wafted,

Calmed the fire dragon too.


Soothing aloe it was,

The icy drops that fell down

A balm on the burnt skin,

Cooling everyone from within.

Photo by Nick Wright on Unsplash

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