Family Gathering

Humanity the flowers of one garden

Family Gathering

Laughter echoes,
a cool breeze
dancing through the trees.

We gather,
a family of variegated hues,
around the backyard barque pit.

Inhaling
the smell cut grass,
we wait for the food to cook.

We are the flowers
growing in the garden
of divine love.

Line count: 12
Form: Triplet stanzas with a random rhyme scheme.
Prompt: backyard barque, family, laughter, flowers, smell cut grass.
Written for "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" .
Deadline: June 16, 2018.