Summer Back in Saskatchewan
How the sky had reminded me of the beauty in my city.
After my year abroad, I needed a new place to love.
Compared to the hills in Salzburg, the flat
Prairie land of Saskatchewan is not enough.
Yet, our skies deny thoughts like that.
Coming to the river passing the province,
The sun and clouds always tell a new story.
Morning blue whispers strength to convince
The weekday worker to never worry.
At night, as the sun sets later than the few
Months before, the colours change to light pink
And yellow. The lullaby sings it knew
Of secret thoughts we are too scared to think.
To write poetry, picnic, and slow dance,
To give the prairie summer a new chance.
About the Creator
Tia Hendricks
An Undergraduate English student simply practicing her creative writing skills.
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