In The Last Days of Spring

In the last days of spring I cling to the memory
   Of a reverie I vividly dreamed
In the days before summer begins
I sit in my balcony garden
Watching the trees sway in the breeze

And here
     Amid the plants and the flowers
I spend hours grilling, thinking, reading and writing
    Until my heart is content
I discover myself just a little more everyday
Amidst the blossoming buds in May

It’s in these days in this daze when I find inspiration
A mini vacation away from all the drudgery
I find appreciation
Where I get to relax in the garden of life
     In what my wife set up as a small escape
An oasis if you will
Where I can vent and create

The season is changing
The air is getting warmer
The hot summer days are approaching
But the blue skies of late spring
     Bring a nostalgic thought
Leaving me aching for words to spill

And though it may be small
     It’s a big place for me
I bloom among the flowers in my balcony
Composing with optimism
     That the world will get better
As long as we work toward it and believe
So I sit in the garden
     Writing
          With determination and hope
In these last days of Spring