I sat in the garden for a little while this afternoon soaking in the
sights, sounds and smells of fading August...
No longer restless with a dream, but reveling in the bloom!
Dare to dream but bear in mind Dream’s vulnerability
For, it seems life is inclined to vex blind fantasy
Where what we composed in forums with youth still intact
Soon begins to weather foibles and fumbles of fact
Dare to take a leap of faith but be aware of this
Sometimes you will hit the mark! Sometimes you will miss
Sometimes the sweet landing you envision when you jump
Will take you by rude surprise with an uncourtly bump
Dare to hold, hug and embrace but always with this thought
Letting go is juxtaposed with everything we’ve got
Taste today’s sweet laughter; rejoice and be glad because
Everything that is, soon after, becomes what once was
Then the dreamer starts to see what starry eyes once missed
Fantasy will step aside for moments slowly kissed
Where what want composes as youth dons a weathered brow
Becomes about smelling roses blooming here and now
© Janet Martin
I loved this line you wrote in your post:
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Your zinnias are LOVELY!
thank-you! the zinnias are finally flourishing after a huge rain storm last week! In gardening August is the season of just enjoying; too early to plant fall bulbs, etc. and too late to plant anything more to harvest, so we simply enjoy fruits of labour and mercy!
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