Marigolds in Midsummer |

My mind meanders…
as we walk
in companionship;
no need to talk

We venture forth…
through meadows, lanes;
bordered by hedgerows
still wet from the rain

Your canine capers…
chasing flies
caught in the sun’s haze,
yet safe in disguise

Our foray into…
the garden of herbs,
where colours and scents
mingle and merge

The marigolds linger…
like sun-kissed faces,
reflecting on…
Our favourite places