The azaleas blushed
in the southern wind
many different shades
a beautiful blend
Underneath the old trees
whispering stories of old
come relax beside me
a new story to be told
Look upon the beauty
become part of the tale
imagination and dreams
leaning against a hay bale
Clouds passing by
soft waves can be heard
a relaxing afternoon
feeding the birds
A new aroma swirls
in the air
the wonders of barbeque
a grand affair
Dozing off
till time to eat
the cool grass is
tender to my feet
A blushing bloom falls
waking me up
leaving this serenity
blessings fill my cup
copyright 2018 Debbie Pierce
