I know that it is summer
When my bath is full of leaves.
Somehow in our climate without seasons
The plants know better, and the great
Cape Honeysuckle outside the window of the bath
Creeps in, and drops its leaves into the tub.
The rest of the year it continues its flame-like bloom
And feeds and shelters bees and hummingbirds
And us, with its beauty. But now in summer,
I can lie back in such a state of bliss;
As I enjoy the water, happy, happy,
Steeping in green tea.
YAZZYBEL (and sorry about yesterday, poem just did not come)
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