When I close my eyes I see the sunny meadow...
I can feel the tall grass as it tickles my fingers...
The Sun is warm on my face and hands as the wind blows softly through my hair...
With the breeze comes a rancid dew, but memorable nonetheless... I see the faces of our children...
Oh, how happy Maggie was when you broke down and got her piano lessons... and how brave Brandon was when he first learned how to swim...
The bills have piled up but the store keeps us afloat...
You drive an old rusted Chevy but you love that truck and it starts everytime...
We had a dog for many years...
A miniature Applehead Chihuahua named Chichi but she died in my mothers arms when weaved to Phoenix... the heat was just too much for that poor little thing...
I don't think you ever got over that...
And your Mother still hates me for it...
Your father has long since forgave me and approved... But in his own way ...
And your friends envy you so...
They are amazed we fit together like we do...
And they are jealous of a passion that still burns like the forest in Autumn...
But I know it can be hard at times...
It's been rocky on occasion but you have stuck with me and for that I thank you...
As I lean-in to steal a kiss from you my love...
You start to disappear......