Iron patio chairs
Stalwart remnants of Summer
Take on a new life
Retrieved from storage
Optimistic sun-seekers
Awaiting the Spring
Random arrangement
Solitary testament
To power of hope
Iron patio chairs
Stalwart remnants of Summer
Take on a new life
Retrieved from storage
Optimistic sun-seekers
Awaiting the Spring
Random arrangement
Solitary testament
To power of hope
Posted in Haiku, Hope, New beginnings, Spring, View from my window
Tags: Changing seasons, Haiku, Hope, Poetry, Spring, View from my window
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Always a welcome sight!
🙂 !
Yes!!!
Thanks. 🙂
Yes. Our neighborhood has a small shared seasonal pool. Just opened and how exciting to discover that the patio furniture had been cleaned, painted, and new cushions.
Your prose says it for so many of us. Well done. 🌍
Thank you, JoHanna. Enjoy your pool. Ours gets filled the end of May.
I love this – lawn chairs are definitely a sign of spring (one that I will be breaking out this weekend – I try not to think of the part where I have to clean them first).
I enjoyed your comment. Thanks.
that’s beautiful
Thanks, Eddie.