How did I get
so very lucky
to find
this treasure
that’s just for me?
With each day
that passes
it becomes
that much more
precious,
as each day
my love grows.
Sharp peaks
break above
a blanket of white
to whisper
goodnight
to the setting sun
as cool
blue shade
washes over
cloudy planes
to deepen
the shadows below.
The green will fade
and leaves will fall
but the paint
of seasons gone
remains
Some say
watching paint dry
is boring
but to watch it peel
can be
a lesson in
fascination.