My Late Summer Garden by Sue Akande

credit: Sue Akande

There’s talk of morning fog on the forecast,

Leaves on my Sumac are starting to turn,

Cooler evenings are now drawing in fast,

Yes, summer will be over all too soon.

Yet the sun is still warm this August morn,

As I enjoy my late summer garden.

Butterflies on the Buddleia adorn,

Rowan with its scarlet fruits is laden,

Plump blackberries soon to be harvested.

The wood pigeon coos its familiar refrain,

Bees are buzzing, late blooms are targeted,

Crocosmia, Fuchsia, Cranesbill remain.

 

My late summer garden gives such pleasure,

And I am thankful for all its treasure.