Ah beautiful day: blue skies warm sun, summer air in April. Garden day mixing compost, mulching the beds - dark earth highlights the green - spring flowers not killed by the frost and snow. And you my love had many miles to go from the coast to here, arriving in the twilight before the dark came down. Cold air by then, freezing overnight. World of work brought close, glad I am it is not me. I like to stay in my green park, watch the trees.next poem