Art Fair Mud

Rain has created paths of mud

     at the local Art and Garden Show.

The vendors put up their tents of white

     and hope people come in a steady flow.

The gates have opened and the people come,
     visitors with hats, umbrellas and raincoats in tow.

Cute little sandles adorn their feet

      as mud oozes between their toes.

Sundresses and tank tops, shorts and skimpy
      skirts too.
It is always the footwear that catches my eye, it's true
Getting real gooey as they slip and slide in the muddy glue.

Some shoes with sparkles and lovely colors,

     the flip flops are danty and cute.

Also seen are athletic shoes, clogs and even boots.

Painted toenails, ankle bracelets and toe rings,

     all adornments of beauty.

Tracking along the muddy path

     no matter how soupy.

Cynthia McDonald, my reflections after the rain at Lilyfest

July 9th, 2011

The Country Door

Sunlight comes calling at our country door,

Our Country Door........

     Gently touching the flowers there.

The fairies smile and ask for more,
     As they watch over my plants with care.

The country door is painted red,
     Covering what was once blue.
After thirty years of marriage, my husband
     confides that he never cared for doors of that hue.

So off to the store I go,
     Looking for a paint color new.
He's always loved his trucks of red

     Maybe he'll be happy with red doors too!

Now, twelve years down the road,

    Maybe it's time to rethink red or blue.

Or maybe just leave them weathered and faded,

     Greeting family and friends who come calling

          at our country door.

Cynthia McDonald,  6-16-2011