Walking through
A meadow
Spying poppies
Lavender and
Honeysuckle in
A sea
Of wildflowers
All shushing
In summer
Winds I
Pick not
One for
It is
In my
Own garden
At home
That I
Find you
The most
Rarest blossom
Of all
Walking through
A meadow
Spying poppies
Lavender and
Honeysuckle in
A sea
Of wildflowers
All shushing
In summer
Winds I
Pick not
One for
It is
In my
Own garden
At home
That I
Find you
The most
Rarest blossom
Of all
Walking the
Shore sea
Glass and
Shiny shells
Glint in
Sunlight holding
Them wondering
What they
Were before
They were
Treasures to
Me just
Like you
Soon you
Will awake
And rub
Sleep from
Your eyes
And turn
To me
With that
Fresh morning
Smile dragging
Yourself away
And returning
With cups
Of coffee
A dash
Of cream
For me
And more
Sugar and
Cream than
Coffee for
You and
We will
Plan the
Rest of
Our lives
Sometimes I
Run out
Of words
Yet you
Listen to
My silence
Knowing that
Somewhere in
There they
Will come
As the
Spring follows
Winter and
Night follows
Day you
Stay with
Me there
In that
Uncomfortable place
Knowing that
I will
Always come
Right back
To you
And sometimes
We meet
Somebody’s any
Body’s and
Then we
Meet the
Only one’s
And if
We’re really
Lucky the
One but
Sometimes the
Only one’s
And the
One take
Flight on
Their own
Paths and
Upon looking
Skyward we
See them
Pass thinking
I’ve only
Ever wanted
You to
Be happy