Summer Evening
in Clonmel
The faint haze of early evening
Lands upon the summer glory
Somewhere in the laurel bush
a blackbird tells his story
A Robin mounts the garden wall
Surveys the lawn so green
Flies down to search for tasty bits
Complains when none is seen
Grey squirrel searches for some nuts
On a branch of the chestnut tree
Glances furtively from side to side
But no nuts does he see
Red admiral lands on the Buddleia bush
But finds he’s not alone
Fifty butterflies are already there
It is a set down zone
Bumblebee zigzags round and round
To find a bit more nectar
He parks upon a blooming rose
He is the hives collector
The haze of the evening
Begins to fade and turns into twilight
All signs of life have faded away
Along with my aging eyesight
©June Sciortino 11/06/12
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