A smile washes over me like a short downpour....

Summer Shower

by stu pidasso

10July2012

I sweep away the dry Mudville dust

in my garden (it is so hot I cussed).

Aided by the rain, a gentle shower,

A cool refrain for a summer flower.

Zephyr fleeting, cools the bloom

upon their meeting in my green room.

I pause to ponder and wipe sweat from eye

when in does wander a lovely butterfly.

She flits and weaves up high and down low

and quickly leaves having kissed my shadow.

With butterfly and breeze, blossom and raindrop,

beauty chooses to tease this old man non-stop.