The scent takes possession of the garden
Blades of grass
Teased by honeyed breeze
Happy greenfinch
Hops up the branch in a spiral
As long leaves wave to the trees
The scent takes possession of the garden
Daddy longs legs dangle, long bodies wobble
And float like memories
The scent takes possession of the garden
Aphid swimming pool
Of half empty tea cup
Nose clipped, rubber headed dives
From a china rim
The scent takes possession of the garden
Dots of ants tickle the crumbling brick
Rake rests over pillows of beige grass
The scent takes possession of the garden
Push your head through friendly midge clouds
And dream of scented summers past