Sunday Morning Muse

Lilacs & Lemons

Had a bouquet of lilacs on the table
the first time you visited.
Had lemons in a kitchen bowl.
You made lemonade; served it
in flutes. We shared ordinary meals
on my good china; celebrated
our holidays Sundays,
sometimes till Thursday.

Lilacs don't bloom long,
lemonade is bittersweet,
I loved your balance.
Lilacs and lemonade,
wilted bouquet and
cloudy drink, pleasures
enjoyed for a season.



*published in Women of the Web Anthology.