Life's Little Lovelinesses

A quick walk to the mechanic to pick up the van gifted me with our first wild-bloom bouquet of the year! Then I read Margie's poem and couldn't resist spreading this Binding of Loveliness

We walk beneath noon’s azure wreath

And woodland’s leaf-green tresses

Wild flowers bloom where we consume

Life’s little lovelinesses

We cannot buy or own the sky

And none claims the caresses

of melodies strung on lithe breeze

...life’s little lovelinesses

The windowsill is bare until

The fruit of bud re-blesses

Our empty jars with petal-stars

…life’s little lovelinesses

The air is drenched with song unclenched

Where bird and blossom dresses

The barren earth with nature’s mirth

…life’s little lovelinesses

Dear Lord, I praise Your sundry ways
Of healing our distresses
As you deploy in leaf-spun joy
Life's little lovelinesses

© Janet Martin

Off to rid the garden of some ‘un-loveliness’ while 'little guy' sleeps...