In a moment this will pass.
Seeing specks of dust dancing in
Thin strips of sunlight
Burning passage across the bed.
I touch

A young and playful girl was I
who romped without her shoes
in grass and clover as bees abound
on petals' vivid hues.

The sunlight

Sitting there
beside you on the warm June pavement
I learned something about you
watching lightning weave stories in trails
between

The wispy waves of o'er,
In time gone back to first
Through trials, famine, loss,
The steadfast ones stand firm

Their piercing

IF WE COULD DO IT OVER

If we could do it over
start again anew

would your ring be on my finger
Would I still be loving you
If