Summer Woes

                                                                  Summer Woes
                                                         Written by: Rodolfo Perez

I sit on my wooden porch

Admiring the scenery

Refusing to let the impending woes capture my attention

…

Instead, I let the summer breeze cool the cup of coffee at my side

Making it lukewarm instead of hot.

I watch my dog as she looks for a place to relieve herself.

There is no one to talk to, to share a cup of coffee with

But I am content with what I have

And what I don’t have.

I have issues, but a break is needed,

Even if that break is only as long as it takes

For the dog to relieve herself.

                                                                           P.E.N.T.C.I.