And there was all June in the garden;
I felt them, early, warning
Lest I miss any part of the day.
Straight I walked to the trellis vine.
Wisteria touched a lifted nostril:
Feelings of beauty diffused, to entwine
My spirit with June's own aura."
- Ann McGough, Summons
3 comments:
Hello, lovely poem! I wish I had wisteria growing in my garden, it is so pretty. Happy Saturday, enjoy your weekend!
So lovely lyrics! Have a great week ahead!
Another new one for me....
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