Tending, Tasting

She lingers blooming 

In the garden

Early

Beige bathrobe, tousled 

Hair, English Breakfast tea

In thankful hands,

Soaking

Savoring 

Simmering

As she loiters

Within

And underneath 

Sunshine’s showerspray 

Of delicious warmth;

Her mind’s a frisky

Hummingbird sipping

Fingers of tasty nectar 

From this luscious earth.