In the clouds
resides
a reminder
of just how
small
we all are
and how
your love
provides comfort
and stability
in a universe
filled
with uncertainty.
I love you.
The pitter patter
of water drops
and smell of moisture
in the air
as the world is
washed clean
and refreshed
anew
as each bit of green
gets a small
and cooling sip.
I miss the rain. The sound of it, the smell of it, the feel of it, the taste of it. I miss it all. I love it all, and with summer upon us and in the clutches of a heat wave? I miss the rain so very much.
Your belief in me
is a beacon
in the darkness.
Your care for me
wind underneath
wings.
With you
at my side,
your encouragement
there to guide…
I soar.
You speak of loving me like it is the simplest thing in the world, but I know I am not the easiest person to love. You speak of supporting me like it is lifting a feather, and yet I know the strength of your arms. Thank you for always being there, for always believing in me, and for helping me to become the man that I am today.