It is divine. A day in June, A paradise. As here we sit and chat a bit ‘Bout that and this, this and that.
Paper plates of summer food. Some tête á tête: The world seems good. Unparalleled. Who could want more, The summer air our succour.
Our new clipped lawn Down to a our boathouse Housing table, chair For guests who come there. Little rowing boat with motor All prepared to spawn small trips For tiny ships Onto the relatively little waters.
Speaking of our lakefront syrup, Ducks came up onto the grass. They hadn’t asked, They visited, so used to bread Were they.. Then suddenly, Five more waded ashore, Ready for a bready exploration.
Eight pm, sun still high, Ducks swum away, good TV waiting Sauntering, we left our haven For the secondary heaven Of our home some steps above. A sort of, kind of Paradis-ical true love. What a day!
Ducks Came Onto The Grass Today 6.25.2020 Circling Round Nature II; Circling Round Experience;