Once Again

In tune with sun time
A lingering melody
Of dusty pathways
And full leafed trees
A patchwork concerto
Of sunflower fields
And marching lines
Of fresh green vines.

In those blue washed skies
The flickering martins fly
To the scented chords
Of lilac round the doors.
Oh to be there once again
Walking with you down that lane.

JL Nov 28 14:39