Ann Peck Poet Rhyme

For Sally

Perhaps it was the leaves turning green.
Or, was it heather-blue skies above?
May have been sunset choosing between
ruffling red or apricot clouds with love.

It could have been the lovely birdsong;
quaint mockingbird singing his refrains,
breeze hugging trees as it skipped along,
raindrops gently kissing windowpanes.

Whatever it was, caused me to forget
your birthday--I'm filled now with shame.
However, I feel spring had an effect.
Those roses, I'm quite sure, are to blame!

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Gershon Wolf June 23, 2022 at 6:54 AM Blame it on the days of wine and roses, perhaps. You fell asleep after all that wine... Seriously, the images you've created are delightful, Ann. :) gw Ann Peck June 24, 2022 at 12:04 PM HaHa! You could be right about the wine, Gershon!d Thanks for your comments :)

Valsa George June 19, 2022 at 9:53 PM When absorbed in the beautiful scenes and sounds around, we tend to forget some of our obligations. When I am in the world of poetry, many a time I forget my daily chores. Beautiful Ann.... Ann Peck June 20, 2022 at 9:37 AM Thanks, Valsa :) I was just off one day, but still...she's my DIL.