Rose Trellis

A push-mower drones beyond
a copse thick with raspberries,
antique off-white wooden trellis
delicate banner of many
peach-hued roses
feminine in their June glory,
When they were newborns
opening
they ascended the sturdy trellis
and gracefully arced,
a floral fountain of dancers.

In the morning coolness
their tiny dew bead tears
give way to the bold sun's
flirtatious kisses grand,
as afternoon's song of
a wren's free will
enhanced my desire to
be lulled to sleep in
the shadow of maple trees,
as the coy peach roses
nod in wavelet assemblage.