A Part of My Paradise!

Outside my back door,

the pleasant smell of lilacs lingers in the air,

pleasant, soothing, present.

A gift only for a few short days

The colors different hues of purple, lilac, soft whites

whispering touch me, smell me,

breathe in my esscence

One of the ladies in the garden with the alabaster skin

stands on guard,

the protector of the flowers is my Venus

her beauty as daunting,

marble chiseled into such form.

Treasure!

She seems to smile

on the sunny days when color surrounds her.

Days when sun and shadows fight for glory,

A much too noticeable dance they play.

The bright yellow in strong contrast of the purples

standing high amongst the branches

that reign supreme over head

The stains upon the flowers left behind

from the last windy rainy day,

still beautiful., are these like laugh lines

on someones face,

more beautiful because they are there...

Once again the clouds roll in sending me a wild mustang in the right corner,

How wild and free, she must float in the clouds,

and in the other corner someone is watching,

do you see the face,

and by the mustangs neck do you see the heart shape?

no need for editing, enjoy take it all in.

As the clouds darken the skies,

the lady of the garden prepares for night,

stoic and on guard.

The aromas of the lilacs lingering as friendly reminders of the day.

The flowers slowly wrap their petals into protective mode,

In the morning once again they will unfold,

and open to greet the day,

They will reach for the sun baking in the warmth,

waiting proudly for someone to acknowledge

the gift and joy they give to the world.

...........

.Have a beautiful weekend.