Tropicals & Tender Perennials: A Brugs Life My Back Yard Monster Peach Versi, 1 by joeswife

joeswife wrote:
So , I leave you alone to enjoy the day.. while the rest of my rounds I go.. seeds here, seeds there, my pockets are full,
Duke following me , in the way. I leave you alone, while I do the deed, a mother loves to do, take Joanna to Coxs' , hurry MOM.. to get a pumpkin or two. I come home , we unload , she sets about her play, I make up a lamb stew with fresh breadsticks, and sneak out to check on you.. you had shown some more, about to bloom, slowly taking your time..
I sigh and pet you, leave you be, and go enjoy suppertime. The meal, the dishes, the pumkins, the mess. This has all been done. Seed sorting, plant moving, you know the rest.. and now night time has come. I use Duke as an excuse to go out, into the blackness of night.. I tiptoe back to your precious throne corner, and I can see you in the dim light!
My camera ready, as it always is.. I ask you to pose for me, You smile and nod, sway this way and that, and show your skirt to me. "Will you be done by morning?" I ask ... and wait for your reply.... I touch your leaf gently and pat your smooth stem, and leave you to your task. I sit here doing nothing, but thinking of you, caught up as I am, I love you my sweet Peach Versi, thankyou for all you do. I will see you in the morning, I am sure I will not sleep.. but I will try and then I dream of the beautiful, gentle you...