A Field of Lavender

Petals from a purple orchid

Drift softly on a sunlit morn.

In the garden some blooms are full,

The others are wilted and worn.

I kneel closely by the wistful ones,

There with a butterfly flitting away.

I dream of a field of lavender

And all that I'll gather today.

Oh the willows are listless and weepy

While I stroll along to a distant shore!

There in the warm and seaward winds

I embrace them all once more.

The leaves of autumn fall,

Summer recedes to the sea.

Songbirds still sing in the breeze,

A leaf floats gently to me. 

Author's Note

"A Field of Lavender" is a new poem that will be included in "Lavender Blue" soon to be published.

Reviews

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

That is so delightful, so lighthearted and blissful. I really enjoyed reading it.

[WindSong]

Thank you so much for reading and commenting. It means a lot!

[The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)]

It is my pleasure, and great to see you back in the cafe.

[A. Amos]

This is neatly cratfed piece of art. Great write !

[WindSong]

Thank you so much for your comment!

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome