A poem — Amid summer’s fiery gaze,
When the sun’s intensity sets fields ablaze,
A time of languor, a sultry haze,
Arrives the dog days’ scorching phase. Beneath cerulean skies, they stretch,
Canine companions, tongues outstretched,
Seeking shade where shadows etch,
Relief from heat’s relentless fetch. Grass, a canvas of amber and gold,
As…