Joy Deferred

A joy
Full of daffodils
Soak up the sun
Lift the heart's ease
To a contented one.

A fragrance of flowers
Turns the world
To a softness of sleep
And the swirling mist
Of vanishing hours.

Dreamtime
Where all is possible
Yet undefined.
Upon waking
Clearly undermined.


JL March 12 15:51