A Saturday morning cool breeze whispers through the trees
Rain lightly pitter patters on the leaves
The birds sing their sweet song
Welcoming me to this day
I draw on a fine cigar and watch the smoke rise into the air
A tiny copper urn receives its ashes
A small tool shed is obscured by the trees
Cradling a lawn mower and implements for cultivation
The screened-in patio shelters me from the light downpour
Wrought iron chairs with a table set the mood
Pots full of plants and various cacti are a delight
A hum from the AC provides the white noise
A watering can witch a snowman reminds a season past
A bird guards the door from the outside door
Peaceful now.
