DM Babbit Poet Quatrain

Side Path

There is a path in my garden
 set that if you don't look,
 if you are not adventurous
 you  wouldn't know it was there, but it is.

It winds and curls just beyond the red roses
 under the pear and plum
 down sloping along the black eyed susies
 just pass the daylilies and the mint.

The slope itself sometimes flood from rain
 deepening the path and keeping it free of weeds
 as the lilacs stretch out with the roses
 and catch your sleeve to direct your walk

The path continues far back along the fence
 where a palette of rose of sharons bloom
 in their pinks and reds and whites
 and on occasion a purple shade of blue.

There unexpectedly the yard opens up
 and the pond gurgles with life
 as oranges, whites and yellow swim up
 with the gaping open mouth of fish.

The side path suddenly disappears
 but you can find it again
 you just have to take a walk and look
 but for me, I always know just where it is.

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