Croissants and coffee in a garden chair,
Haven't yet tamed my curly hair.
The breeze is welcome through my tresses,
In my head I'm thinking of which of my summer dresses.
The sun beats down warming me through,
Our garden is quite a lovely view.
The sun dances on the flowers,
They smile back up -
Sick of April showers.
The cool breeze sways them gently around,
Butterflies flutter down to the ground,
To the same warm pavement that's warming my bare feet,
Sunday mornings really are a treat.
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@glensaggs ; me too! Guess what the crazy cat lady is doing today - going to a friend's house in Loughborough to see her new kitten π π±
@DuRoLuRo ; haha it was a very yummy morning, now an hour and a half drive in the sunshine π have a lovely Sunday! π
@glensaggs ; three βΊ but it's only because I wanted one girl and one boy and the boy was actually a girl, so now we're getting an actual boy and then no more π for now ... π π
@glensaggs ; well we didn't check, when someone says, this one is a boy, you generally believe them π
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