I pick crab apples
under the summer sky
without a care in my mind
this short getaway
was much needed
for my soul
I sip wine watching
the clouds float by
I don’t want to go home
where my hefty duties
await my return
- Written for dVerse Quadrille #203: Feeling Crabby
We need days like that more than ever, Maria.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. Thanks for reading JadeLi.
DeleteIt sounds like a much needed rest--and a lovely one!
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading Merril.
DeleteEnjoy the getaway and have a good vacation!
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteSounds like a good rest.
ReplyDeleteThanks for reading.
Deletelovely light heartedly told for this crabapple timeout
ReplyDeleteHaha. Thanks for reading Laura.
DeleteYour poem gave me a breath of summer, Maria, in a week of rain and thunderstorms.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad I could do that. Thanks for reading Kim.
DeleteA very nice and heartfelt quadrille!
ReplyDeleteThank you Dwight.
DeleteWhat a lovely break! Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteGiven my current mobility issues, I can only read your fine work and think, "Oh, devoutly to be wished."
ReplyDeleteWell I'm glad I can help. Thanks for reading.
DeleteCrab apples bring back memories. They made lovely jam/jelly.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteSigh yes ... we all need days like these
ReplyDeleteYes we do. Thanks for reading Sanaa.
DeleteWhat a lovely respite!
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