You Had Me At Hello

Summer...

You had me at hello

You swept me up in your intensity

And the crazy-hatted party goers

you brought to my garden

You arrived dressed in eye-popping colours

Against a backdrop of glorious greens

With the summer comes the sun

And with the sun comes the heat

June, July and August whizzed by

in a colourful, shimmering mirage

Trumpets blared sweet summer's song

filling my senses with their heady perfume

While the fish grew fat and happy

in the pond

So many moments to enjoy

So much beauty to drink in

Some scenes almost too beautiful to believe

That this is reality and not just a dream

In my garden, summer has been gentle,

Fluttery

Feminine

Fringed

Filled with colourful hues,

Stately colour shapes

And bold colour wows!

Autumn is on its way

and when I look back

This will have been a Summer

I will never forget!

The Personalities Of Pink

Sometimes pink arrives with trumpets.

Deep and throaty,

they shout out from

the back of the garden.

Their personality is unmistakeable;

tall and stately,

they command my attention.

Sometimes pink arrives with a twinkle,

with a momentary flash

that catches my eye,

as if a fairy has suddenly fluttered by.

Did I really see it?

Or, was it just my imagination?

Sometimes pink plays tricks on me.

It hides behind things,

choosing objects that are transparent,

invisible, 

then takes on their form,

like this spider's web.

Sometimes pink has a job to do.

It colours the petals

that create this fortress,

to hide, from potential thieves,

a fortune of

sun-infused jewels.

Sometimes pink attracts things

that like sweetness,

like bees and wasps

and flies

...and

me!

And sometimes pink arrives

without a sound.

I notice the garden is quiet,

serene, peaceful

and calm.

That's how I know

pink has

arrived.

Let The Trumpets Sound

The trumpets rise in my garden

Just in time

They gather in clusters

because a single trumpet won't do

The news must travel far

We hover over my daughter

waiting, seeking, hoping for

good news

and cherish each ray of light,

each golden morsel

After a month-long stay at the hospital

she will be released

to come home

within the next two weeks

Yes!

A glorious dreamy moment

There may be more bumps

in the road ahead

but for now

we are cherishing

this fresh hope

I would like to thank everyone

for your support and encouragement,

your prayers and wishes

At last

Good News

Loud

let the trumpets sound!