Ode to Summer
My garden is alive this morning.
Flowers opening and bursting with colour
red, yellow, purple and orange.
Leaves in every shade of green.
Birds and birdsong.
Tiny Tim tomatoes
no bigger than the end of my little finger.
Little yellow flowery caps.
Strawberries peeking out from behind
their nighttime hiding places.
Spots of mold.
Basil, oregano, parsley and thyme
little unexpected bursts of delight.
A baby woodpecker
laughing and looking up at me in surprise.
by the rich purple of my housecoat.
Two little mice
co-conspirators at the bird feeder.
I belong here.
I am part of this magical moment.
© Candace Kirby