Ghost Tea

on

House finch on yellow feeder
wind chimes twinkle 
announcing the start of 
backyard theater.

Hummingbirds flutter
sipping from hanging crimson.
Lizard stops to watch,
bees buzz in suspicion.

Berries, snickerdoodles,
giggles and tea.
Soft sugar scents and fine linen
a dish of honey.

Daughter and me.

It's for you, Mommy,
daughter says.

She passes a gift
sketched in pencil lead
of a ghost
holding its head...

It’s my story.
I wanna make scary things too!

Cuz, I love you.

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Knukkls says:

    I could picture this so well. Very heartwarming!

    1. Kirsten says:

      Thanks! πŸ‘» Now I want some snickerdoodles again… Mmm.

  2. Pooja G says:

    Ooh that end πŸ‘»

    1. Kirsten says:

      Thank you! πŸ™‚

  3. Mike U. says:

    This is super-cool! The backyard imagery is so vibrant, that the ending! I could help but to grin. Your poetry is amazing, Kirsten. Well done! πŸ™‚

    1. Kirsten says:

      Thank you, Mike πŸ™‚ Sometimes I think the name Wednesday would’ve been perfect for my daughter. Hah!

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