My Garden Seat

My garden seat beneath the tree
Gives shelter from the sun
My dog Spot is here with me
The day is nearly done

A busy spider sidles down
Onto my garden seat
A many legged tiny clown
For him an easy feat

Two cheery swallows overhead
Dance beneath the sky
A beetle in the flowerbed
The ground so very dry

A butterfly upon the breeze
Flits by without a sound
Competing with a pair of bees
Upon a flower it’s found

My garden seat’s a memory now
And I am far away
But summer’s here again somehow
Just like that distant day