In our stroll of a charmed neighborhood-
we came upon a forest green garden arch,
how the crisp white hydrangea
blooms framed it so glorious,
so abundantly,
a vision for dreams to recall,
to those desponding-
this is a balm for their
wounded thoughts,
and for lovers rejoiced in
young union,
as the graying man who
just mowed his lawn sleeps
in a hammock,
in summer snow's fragrance
of no cares.
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
In our stroll of a charmed neighborhood-
we came upon a forest green garden arch,
how the crisp white hydrangea
blooms framed it so glorious,
so abundantly,
a vision for dreams to recall,
to those desponding-
this is a balm for their
wounded thoughts,
and for lovers rejoiced in
young union,
as the graying man who
just mowed his lawn sleeps
in a hammock,
in summer snow's fragrance
of no cares.