Summer in the South of France
Butterflies the blue air dance
Swifts and Swallows join the throng
Frogs are mating all eve long
Their noise a huge cacophony
across the stream it reaches me
Lavender blooming now of course
The vines now heavier, wines sweet source
Come with me and walk my path
Find your peace and calm at last
Breath deeply of this Crystal air
Absorb this land,if you so dare
Chris
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Loved your poem Chris, it evokes such wonderful images. Thanks for sharing. Hugs, Jo
You should join the poetry blog frenchsilk, that was a lovely poem. Thank you.
Thanks Shadow, I will