Sitting in the cool air of the garden
Waiting for something to write
Ear Buds sing gentle folk tunes
While a glass of wine sits patently
For the next sip; I gently smile
The green beans that keep
Sprouting from flowers, like magick
A plant full of red juicy tomatoes
Plump and inviting
Just waiting for their harvest
Flowers in bloom
Don’t know there names
But I know there colour
Firework bursts of Pink and White
From long green stems that go on forever
The deep burgundy tree
Planted in remembrance
Of a loyal friend
His favourite toys
Scattered around the trunk
Then I let my imagination run free
Watching the Garden gnomes
Having their fun tending the garden
While waiting for the door to open
To Fairies, singing and dancing in the garden.
I feel like I was sitting there too. Nice job here! I liked it!
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Thanks Lovely x
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Hehehe! That made me giggle… err… I mean, if I actually giggled, I would have 🙄
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I have that effect on people lol 🙂 x
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I like that.
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