the vegetable garden

8 Jun 2020

 

your thick dark hair
sticks
to your forehead with the heat,
muscles sore with work but hands labouring ever so gently

the hairs on my arms
glisten
in the sunlight,
and I am warm.
warm from my fingers to my toes
through to each stand of curly blonde hair on my head

It’s summer,
so everything is blooming;
The smells of the flowers and herbs all blending into one.

The birds
and bees
and I
alike, in our craving for cold sweet fruit,
and anything else fresh we can get a hold of.

Comforting is the thought that this moment,
so simple,
will surely return as the season does.
And, we will find ourselves
once again
in the vegetable garden

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