Dear Thursday,
I don’t think you understand summer in this part of the country.
Love,
Kevin
(7 July 2022)
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Tanabata poem 2022: Who needs the moon when we’ve got the stars?
Every year for the last few years, I have written a poem to mark Tanabata. Here is this year’s installment.
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Dear Wednesday…
Dear Wednesday,
You and Tuesday and your clouds…
Love,
Kevin
(6 July 2022)
Dear Tuesday…
Dear Tuesday,
The clouds are a bit iffy, but you do look like the July 5th start of summer that we’ve become accustomed to.
Love,
Kevin
(5 July 2022)
Dear Monday…
Dear Monday,
You know, you did have a day off today.
Love,
Kevin
(4 July 2022)
The last few years it always rains on the 3rd of July (a poem)
In Western Washington, we tend to feel that summer weather doesn’t really begin until July 5th. Until then, it tends to be rainy, cool, and sort of gloomy. Like today…
Dear Sunday…
Dear Sunday,
Back to playing your pre-Fourth of July summer role, I see.
Love,
Kevin
(3 July 2022)
Dear Saturday…
Dear Saturday,
And here I thought we’d taken care of that yesterday…
Love,
Kevin
(2 July 2022)
Dear Friday…
Dear Friday,
Sorry about that. Still trying to prove I’m not dead. Nice job on the summer thing, though.
Love,
Kevin
(2 July 2022)
Dear Thursday…
Dear Thursday,
Okay, this is a bit better.
Love,
Kevin
(30 June 2022)
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