at the top of the garden

there’s a spot, now
at the top of the garden
that’s ours
where we sit
with a tea
(for me)
and a coffee
(for you)
to survey the scene
and ponder
the next wave
of the battle
to take back this space
(so neglected)
and I imagine
as I sit
all the bees
and the butterflies
who will gather
when we’re done
and the sun
blinds my eyes
while the birds
fill my ears
and my heart
fills my chest