In the garden

Outdoor Chess

                                           

Out in the sun,

under my beguiled glances,

they stand like works of art.

The motley of colors,

the sparkle of sunbeams

onto the marble pieces,

beatifies my garden.

With black and white,

and some grey,

and, oh, there is green, too,

and brown and blue,

how can I not love this place

where I wait for you?

Oh, how can’t I?

Written for Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, The Sunday Challenge ~ Featuring Gemma Wiseman