like a shout

its hard to find the beauty

in a normal August day

with the heat and humidity

taking its toll hour by hour

the sweat rolls and collects

while the breath gets sticky

and thick making it difficult

to keep a positive mind

in the midst of monotony I

gaze to the side while 

walking in a parking lot,

and there among the grey 

there among the black and 

sun-dried green and thorny

brown, there sticks out like

a shout... Red! Pink!

               O beautiful hues!

  such a surprise

  so pretty

  so simple

  

  I miss simple,

  I've missed a lot of things...

  

  I cry easily sometimes...

  today was one of them

(My image)