Dancing in the Garden

Written by: Barbara Gorelick

      
Dancing in the Garden

I see them there , cast against the garden wall
Shadows dancing in the blush of afternoon
The lively winds tumble branch and grasses all 
In their passing these quick images are strewn
The sun soon dropping into its red hued nest
Dance now with abandon for soon they will rest
Sun, wind and wall, partners in this pretty show
Little gifts of nature to set hearts aglow