My Thoughts Are Anchored To That Strand Poem by Meghan Fenwick-Boland

The summer sun begins its slow descent,

As the yielding sky fades,  pale and content.

The air is heavy with earthy fragrance,

Warm and lush,  a soothing indulgence.

All around, new life springs forth winking,

Growing with unstoppable youth, fiercely unblinking.

Greenery abounds with vibrant hues,

Nature's palette bursting with fresh infuse.

A fleeting Reprieve from the bustling world

And as I take in this serene scene,

I think of you, as you sleep, serene.