Heat
The wind is blowing down the draw
The man he walked into its maw
Heat Source
It blew hard, he tried to withdraw
He could not move even when he clawed
Heat Wave
The heat built up as he foresaw
It was so hot he was in awe
Heat Stroke
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
The wind is blowing down the draw
The man he walked into its maw
Heat Source
It blew hard, he tried to withdraw
He could not move even when he clawed
Heat Wave
The heat built up as he foresaw
It was so hot he was in awe
Heat Stroke