Garden Party

Garden Party Summer breezes gently Brushes against my face Sunlight teases my eyes Wakens me Its morning Bouquet of fragrances to my nose Guides me to my garden Its there I find my peace Eagerly stepping onto glistening dewy grass Placing myself among the copious of blooms I sit beneath my maple tree upon a rattan chair I sip my tea, I breathe in my solitaire They don’t seem to mind My company spends time Creating the sounds of summer My buzzing bees they notice me And thank me for pink Peonies Butterflies like swimming high Above their purple Buddleia Kissing nectar for their breakfast As fragrant aromas surrounds me Infusing my tea while I see A white blossom tree Good Morning Dragonfly perching upon his Goldenrod Shimmering purple through his transparent wings Dancing to the waterfall like a King Dawn brings the cooing voice Of music from the Dove Hummingbirds flying backwards Display their iridescent plumage Drinking sweetness from the trumpets Blackbirds flying downward Yellow beaks hunting Consuming food from falling seeds Vibrant colors all around Pleasant sounds resounding Grandstand of fragrances I refreshingly embrace A reception of hospitality Welcome to my Garden Party