Hour 21

9/3/2023

 

“…By Any Other Name…”

 

The petals wither,

fall and shiver – as each stem

begins to slumber.

Come tomorrow will awake

and dance with their life anew.

 

Each garden echoes

movement and song as birds preen,

and mates abound.

Their warbling throats fill the grounds.

The vibrant hues soon beguile.

 

 

Chris

(C) Chris Twyford 9/3/2023