Museumgoer

Sister,
I saw you at a museum exhibition yesterday.
I marvelled at the bronze and silver jewel-like threads & stripes that soften your blazer,
all enthralled by your souvenirs of Fuchsia hues from a past California holiday stay.
An invitation for me with mum to meet you at the museum's tea rooms,
where designs of mandalas built in gold mark our place,
with scenery set on a stage to dazzle
before seats made of blue
on the cabins and suites of soon-to-be-discovered sailing yachts.
It was the day we planted a forest of flourishes in green and grey on icy winter pavements,
learning and crafting silver moon-like collections and creatures.
We couldn't agree to spend our day yesterday without a pause.
The cherry blossom tree before the window invites us for a walk today.
Dreams were royal blue and emerald, and the jousting knights in costume yesterday placed them for us on the castle lawns that glinted in green.