Patè, French bread, tomatoes and Pinot Grigio
Reclining under the Japanese shade
Blue bricks absorbing the heat here below
The migrating clouds constantly made and remade
The poplar sweetly sings in the glorious breeze
Penetrating the deep azure sky
Silver hands clapping in the rippling wind
The tubular chimes cheerfully reply
The sun and the shade and the breeze whisper love
Blowing butterflies and bees alike
The darting swifts hunt in the sky up above
Pursuing their ravenous flight
My wife, my dog and a glass of good wine
My chores done - everything is in place
Here in my chair I smile and recline
As the sunshine warms my tanned face
Impromptu guitar music drifts over the fence
Rhythm taped out - finger tips on wood
Wine soaked, sun soaked, peace soaked senses
Whatever my future may be, my present feels totally good.
(c) Cosmic Gorilla, 2018
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