Love Sonnet XLVI

LOVE SONNET XLVI

 

 

Sitting on the deck drinking

my morning brew, its rich aroma

reminding me of how you would

smile at the early breeze and

 

its scent of fresh cut grass.

There was calmness as you watched

butterflies’ haphazard flight over

the field of wild flowers.

 

You would laugh at the way

these flowers bent to greet the sun,

talked to bee, offered their pollen

 

and gave you all their colors.

It was at daybreak, I fell

into these memories of you.

 

Aztec Warrior / redzone 7.17.2025

Author's Note

....thanks for reading