Summer Vibes
In the garden’s quiet grace, it stands,
A Dahlia named Indian Summer,
Deep carmine petals, like a dancer’s hands,
Stretching outward, as if to summon.
Each bloom, a sunburst of vivid beau,
A call for attention in the daylight’s gleam,
Bold and bright against the summer glow,
A living flame, a gardener’s dream.
Large and full, they sway and preen,
In the gentle whisper of the wind’s embrace,
Their beauty a vision, serene and keen,
A touch of fire in a tranquil place.
