Letters to July// Day 9 (Razan Zoubi)
Dear July,
Your subtle breeze and warm air make it hard to walk across the beaches' sandy terrain without getting burnt. It's hard to love a month so eager to make its presence known.
Dear July,
Your cool nights and dancing stars make it easier to let go. It's hard to hate a month so passionate about living.
Dear July,
Your freedom and livelihood make me yearn for adventure. It's hard to contain a month so wild.
Dear July,
Your craze and madness make the days sprint past me. Your end bears new beginnings but your beginning has no end. I feel you July,when it's February and the sun shines through the clouds and the rain stops. I feel you July, when it's December and the fireplace is lit bringing a warmth only you can match. It's hard to miss a month that is always there.
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Your subtle breeze and warm air make it hard to walk across the beaches' sandy terrain without getting burnt. It's hard to love a month so eager to make its presence known.
Dear July,
Your cool nights and dancing stars make it easier to let go. It's hard to hate a month so passionate about living.
Dear July,
Your freedom and livelihood make me yearn for adventure. It's hard to contain a month so wild.
Dear July,
Your craze and madness make the days sprint past me. Your end bears new beginnings but your beginning has no end. I feel you July,when it's February and the sun shines through the clouds and the rain stops. I feel you July, when it's December and the fireplace is lit bringing a warmth only you can match. It's hard to miss a month that is always there.
Love,
Razan
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