Sunflower🌻

the pale of winter is begun while    
I dream of a time long ago...  
 
as a girl, it was a season of romance,  
a fancy I was too young to indulge in,  
 
unless you count my affairs  
with living things in the grass.  
 
A warm late morning of an early spring day,  
sunlight unblinking in my hair,  
 
I was more aware of the moment,  
absorbed in my world near the ground,  
 
shared with a hundred ladybugs  
drifting in and swirling round  
 
milling across the yellow of my dress,  
their wings tickling my bare knees  
 
cross-legged in the lush tender green  
and the down of dandelions,  
 
courting me like a sunflower, . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .away . . .  
commiserating on my arms. . . . . . . . . . . . . .flew  
I asked them to tea and hoped . . . . . . . .all  
they would stay until, one by one . .they  
 
 
©2015-16 Jade Pandora