We all love our air-conditioning.
When it stops working, we break
Out in a sweat. We call someone
To fix it. And we drink cold drinks,
Eat ice cream, whatever it takes
To get cool. God bless the
Repairman.
Tag: bless
Circle
Birds flying in a whirlwind
Circle over my head
Ascending higher and higher
Boring a hole in the sky
To let down the
Blessings
Wordman of Alcatraz 