Azalea Sunshine

Glimpses of sunshine to brighten the sky
The last days of Spring are drifting on by
Summer just around the corner he stands
Holding the promise of warmth in his hands
Azalea bright the green bushes enlighten
The dark clouds of storm there to frighten
Perfume fills the warm evening time air
Sit, stand, enjoy, give yourself time to care

Terry Rhiannyr
June 2013

Not a good day for Bardy, bad days starting to outnumber good, still, he's alert and happy.