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My early morning breathing — fraught.
This ultra summer weather — nought.
Sticky scanty clothing — taut.
Lots of cold, cold water — bought.
Cool, cool breezes — just a thought . . .
© by Rhona Aitken.
Used with the author's permission.
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Rhona Aitken (1925 - 2018) lived all over the world during the course of her life. The author of The Memsahib's Cookbook, which she wrote while living in India and for which she also provided all of the illustrations, Rhona and her husband, Gordon, owned and operated a hotel in the U.K. for many years. After that venture, they bought an old-world house and turned it into a thriving restaurant. Rhona had three children and seven grandchildren, all of whom inherited her love for travel. For the last few years, she lived in a nursing home in Exmouth, England, where she wrote poetry, painted, shared Your Daily Poem every morning with her fellow residents, and continued to travel—on her 3-wheeler—as long as she was able.
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erinsnana:
I love this!
Posted 08/02/2016 02:11 PM
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Michael:
Delightful, Rhona
Love the simplicity of this poem.
Posted 08/02/2016 09:44 AM
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blueskies:
Agreed upon > Perfect! 'Feels' like temps yesterday were 109. Poem expresses it aptly. Thanks again, Rhona.
Posted 08/02/2016 05:32 AM
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Jean :D:
As my husband used to say, "Concise, precise and exact". Sums up all these awful HOT summer days in a delightful
way! Perfect!
Posted 08/02/2016 03:40 AM
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