And during a
Walk through a
Thorny thicket i
Spied a bush
Dangling luscious blackberries
Plump to the
Touch ripe and
Sweet I sat
Upon a stump
And dined one
After the other
So many times
In fact that
I finally knew
That it was
You that I
Dared the forest
Only to find
Fall signals the
End of summer
Exploding in color
Leaves sun succulent
Finally release summers
Sunny long days
I have learned
That the end
Of things is
Never the end
But new beginnings
Don’t fear the
Fall but celebrate
Both warm memories
Of languid lazy
Days and what
We might be
Next time around
Day is glowing
Low on horizon
Like eyes still
Sleepy from dreams
The sky resembles
Pictures from space
An orb of
Blue with wisps
Of white gray
And orange I
Feel like a
Child spying his
First earth wondering
What life holds
Way out there
My favorite time
When my world
Next to me
Still sleeps knowing
That he will
Awaken soon just
Like the heavens
I’m told that
I write often
About love for
Me love is
Like the wind
Invisible and moving
It makes leaves
Fall in fall
Snow blow to
Drifts in winter
Cools in summer
And brings rain
In spring and
Like wind if
We had not
Love we all
Would be simply
A desolate shriveled
Dry place lacking
Beauty and life
And sometimes in
Life you are
Lucky enough to
Meet someone so
Fresh and new
That they tickle
You like a
Fresh overnight snowfall
That you awaken
To on crisp
Chilly early morns
Glistening in sunlight
Sparkling like a
Sea of white
Diamonds and perhaps
A few light
Paw prints reminding
You that indeed
While newly fallen
They still remain
New to you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 