Early afternoon sun dapples the half-raised window blind,
the part of my desk where the computer mouse sits on its mat,
and my cold cranberry tea, ruby red and sparkling.
Outside, crimson-berried honeysuckle and wilted orange lilies,
wrinkled and raggedy, dance on the breeze, and a butterfly
flutters by, tempted by potato plants and courgette flowers.
As I write, I’m grazing on leftover bean and potato salad
sprinkled with a freshly picked spring onion (so skinny
it’s almost a chive) and dotted with black olives and capers,
and playing a song I found on Facebook, a video
of a favourite trio of sisters, harmony singers – and the flicker
of lips that’s been haunting me bursts into a smile.
Kim M. Russell, 5th August 2020
Rommy is hosting us with a smile this Wednesday and asks us to write about the things that make us smile.