Salt Lake Telegram | 1939-08-21 | Page 6 | Just Folks

Just Folks Folk By Bv Edgar A. A Gest HEAT nEAT WAVE I knew it was a sultry day The sun was blazing copper- copper bright rd Pd overheard a neighbor say Ninety and no relief in sight The trees tree trees seemed pitifully sad And stood as if too tired to stir Gone were the springtime mOrnings mornings mornings morn mOrn- ings glad When in their branches songbIrds songbIrds songbirds song song- birds were Across the w way y a fretful child Worried his mother by his cries And no one laughed and no one smiled For heat burns luster from the eyes The air seemed filled sigh and sob sob And murmurings that the day was hot But I got busy on my ray job And nd summers summer's cruelty forgot forgat S 5