In the garden, I find hope,
that fulfills my need to cope.
I find music in the breeze,
mixed fresh scents put me at ease.
Hear the birds as they fly high,
rainbows enhance bright blue skies.
Dandelions dance in air,
fulfill wishes, mend all cares.
In the garden hands get dirty,
picturesque scenes create stories.
Fireflies flutter each evening,
carry a clear serene feeling.
Smile upon the winking moon,
wonder why time flew so soon.
Yawn for sleep under star lights,
as warm winds sweep a clear night.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy
Moonwashed Weekly Challenge #143 – May 16, 2023
Prompt – Picturesque
