I feel a buzz each day at dawn
Almost
mid-May and it’s warm!
People shed
their winter clothes
Yes, it’s
true! We’re in the throes
Of a
heatwave (Belgian style);
Winter banished
for a while!
Far be it
from me to complain
But plants
will wither without rain
So,
watering each day is key
Flowers
perk up – they love me!
I meditate on
terrace chair
And let my
thoughts freewheel in air!
There comes
a time; for me it’s now
When
pushing on a workday plough
No longer
seems the thing to do
Retirement helps
see life anew!
There’s no
place I would rather be
Than on my
terrace, sipping tea!
(c) Poet in the woods 2025
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