Saturday with the Muse

would that flowers
lingered longer,
never fading…
but then we’d
miss the magic
of seeing them

the music ended
still, they danced
a song in their hearts

garden, honey drunk,
rain misting…a sea
of petals, purple,
rose red, pink
summer symphony


Magnetic Poetry Online

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