It’s a wonderful time of the year: sunny days, nip in the air, and the promise of change. Here are a few pictures from the neighborhood.
You knock on my door
And tell me to follow you
It’s time, you say
Time to leave
I realize I need a few moments more
I want to see her at least once
To touch her and feel if she is real
I need to hear her laughter once more, see her smile light up the room once more.
I need to take her small hand in mine when she is sleeping…and thank God once more
I need to kiss my girl on the corner of her lips once more, to lie snug with her once more
I need to see how the tulip bulbs I planted in the fall come out this spring
And if the leaves of the trees will be prettier this fall
I need to visit countries, continents.
I need to see all this world has got to show me.
Oh, there is so much I need to do!
Can’t we wait a bit?
Come, let’s wait a bit.
A few moments more.
A few days more.
A few months more.
A few years more.
It is fall
And as I walk in the woods
Crunching dried leaves under my feet
Watching the leaves dancing down from the trees
Millions of them scattered all around
The sun dappling in warmly
The crisp wind blowing on my face
I say to myself
This has to be the prettiest sight I’ve ever seen
The perfect picture
And then I think of you
And I realize it isn’t
I think of you walking alongside with me
-our footfall in tandem
– your hand in mine
The picture is perfect only now
So come my love
If not for any other reason
Just to complete my perfect picture.