Poetry

Summer is brought
through this Lemon zest
of colour--
reflected under the chin
means that you like
a flavour.
And in the meadows
of childhood,
and laughters' happiness,
caught  between
the embrace of trees,
at Glendalough,
we sit together.
Like buttercups,
In the meadow of laughter,
a reflection upon my chin,
and smile and
laughter.
Like a buttercup in the summer meadow
your happiness
reflects and refracts.