Silhouettes of the Flora

I’m too

Self

Aware

Writing about

My

Thoughts

So let’s write 

About 

The flowers in bloom 

Outside my window

Sitting with my 

Tea and sunlight

They’re all

Bunched together

Little cones of 

Fluff and color

Waving in the 

Wind

Like an old

Friend

Just coming home

And it’s summer so

The sun is just 

Now starting to arc 

Down

If I let my vision

Go blurry at the 

Edges

The blooms are but

Silhouettes 

Against the pale sky

Just me and my tea and

The flowers