In the Quiet of the Day —- Tuesday, June 2, 2020

The Gloss of the blooms

Send out warm enticing scents

To gift the nose

The eye

And the little pollinators

By evening

The warmed up (to almost broiling air)

Sends fragrant wafts of scents

Throughout the opened windows

On the gentle night breeze.

From my world to your heart,

Linda