Belgian skies promise surprises!
Storms are threatened;
the wind rises,
But for now, fierce
rays burn leaves
While soil, quite
powder-dry, still grieves.
In this midsummer
heat, we glow
And in bright, sleeveless
dresses flow;
See trendy footwear,
digits painted
As sun and pale skin
get acquainted!
All punters welcome
summer haze;
Friends and workmates fill cafés
Forgetting briefly
the world’s woes;
Such ‘Living in
the Moment’ shows!
Tourists swarm
round scenic sites
As culture with
good food delights
Sun-blessed Brussels claims its own
Lucky me – it is
my home!
(c) Poet in the woods 2023
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