End of July's Monday: Poem

 

End of July’s Monday

“I have a cheap on my shoulder.

I have a big bug in my beak.” –

Little birds always tweed.

It is an end of July’s Monday.

I entered a cool

Pollinator’s garden.

The trails inside guided

When I spotted a Jewelweed

And a bumblebee rested on it.

The wild orange Bergamot

Was not a lot

For a one good day

At the end of July’s Monday.

Tomshinsky@2026