When I think
Of you I
Think of myself
You mirror me
Though different it’s
Like prairie flowers
Recognizing each other
Have you never
Heard the whistles
On fields of
Flowers on warm
July afternoons it’s
Not the wind
But peonies lavender
And daisies catcalling
To each other
The night sky
Glows an iridescent
Blue like trout
Swimming in Colorado
Shimmering with the
Evening stars making
The horizon dance
Like the window
At Tiffany an
Orchestra of crickets
Chirp in harmony
As this new
Day slowly quietly
Twinkles to life
And there you
Were a surprise
A Christmas cracker
Pretty and ready
To pop showering
Me with glitter
Pop you have
And now I’m
Sparkly and glowing
You’re like freshly
Baked cookies warm
And gooey warm
To the touch
With a bit
Of crunch when
Bitten you’re like
Those I like
Watching the new
Days sky glow
From black to
Blue is like
Catching snowflakes on
My tongue knowing
That tomorrow we
Will sled there’s
Hope in the
Sky that soon
Will come day
And into me
You breathed a
Fresh sweet air
Like standing on
A mountain top
And inhaling crispness
Like hungrily biting
Into that cool
Green apple feeling
The juice flow
Down your chin
I awaken now
With thoughts of
You and they
Bring me warmth
Like a hearth
Fire on a
Dark November night
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 