Summer Wishes

As I laze on my lounger on a warm June day, I hear a choir of bees bumbling, wind lisping through leaves, doves cuddling, courting, the chink of cups tea pouring, birdsong circling, the cat purring and I close my eyes daydreaming as I wish I was the yellow rose wrapped around the bower surrounded by budding friendships so sweetly scented. I wish I was the purple clematis dawdling on the trellis sipping on sweet raindrops cupped deep in her bosom. I wish I was the pink snapdragon Peeping through the lavender bees buzzing her, gossiping all day long. I wish I was a raspberry snoozing in the bushes, plump ruby lips ripe with juicy kisses. I wish I was the red maple long glossy hair tossed curls tumbling free flowing with the breeze. How nice to wake up to my darling asking “do I wish to have a cup of tea.”? I reply, I wish..... MMC © 2011