Wilt thou share the garden’s delights with me?
Enhance the joy of our savory feasts.
Show thy culinary ability.
Allow me to inhale the scents at least.
Table made festive with greens and yellows
Bright reds and oranges are so pleasing
Bring those who partake a mood so mellow
I dost believe that thou art me teasing
Wilt thou prepare a warm and hearty stew?
My bones feel frozen from this early Fall.
My taste buds are watering through and through.
Awaiting with expectation, thy call.
O gardener, draw me to thy table.
My satiety thou must enable.
© Carol Campbell