Saturday, July 16, 2016

Unwrapped For Our Looking Pleasure

In this place of planted gifts
Of granted gifts
Enchanted gifts
In this grace of garden-gifts
And days studded with flow’rs
In time’s pretty pirouette
Of sun rise and shine and set
What we see is what we get
Out of summer’s hours

Take a look, a second look
A longer, closer
Third-fourth look
Summer is a picture-book
And fit for every age
Feel the thrill of living spill
From earth’s fount of hill and rill
Do not blindly wait until
Winter turns the page

© Janet Martin

Taking a little blogging break.
See you in a week or two:)

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