Afternoon Sun
of a winter month,
light breeze
through bougainvillea fence,
A marigold
by my side
and a good book
in my hand.
Sitting under
the guava tree,
Fresh, cold grass
under my feet,
Suddenly a squirrel
chirped in our lawn,
I lifted my head
but it was gone,
I stared into nothing
and smiled
and realized
how lovely ..
all this is :)
