I ventured out into the garden last night, hoping to again visit with Carl. But Carl wasn’t anywhere to be found. Perhaps he really is destined to become a butterfly. Maybe he’ll flutter by someday soon. That would be nice. I could say hello to my friend and wish him well.It was such a lovely evening. A sweet smell was in the air and tree frogs serenaded the moon as it played peek-a-boo from behind some clouds.
As I sat and pondered life, this bittersweet love poem took shape in my mind’s eye. I hope you like it.
When summer comes
and flowers bloom
I’ll be there beside you
I’ll smell your perfume.
You’ll hear a faint whisper
and feel the warmth of my touch
then you’ll smile that smile
I loved so much.
But it’s only the breeze
of summer you feel
touching and teasing
your heart.
For I am in winter now
‘tho my love will never part.
Hugs,
Miss Chloe
PS: Yes, I took this picture. Pretty Pretty!
