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
Copyright © Margaret Franceschini | Year Posted 2014
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