lazing in the shadows
of the cedar tree
the cool mountain air
and the sun dappled parasol
a perfect moment in time
and
I wish for a wormhole
to travel back
into time
to a similar moment
with a younger me
snuggling in my mother’s lap
and dreaming
what the future will hold
dancing leaves
flecked with gold
a perfect day
the love was painful
and she was guilt ridden
so…she walked away
the wrinkles
the crow feet
the laugh lines
each grey hair
I am in love with you
whatever age and time
for
I am in love
with your soul…. soulmate
hazy reflection
on a cold wintry day
cleaning the mirror
with arthritic hands
no
the haze stayed
for her vintage eyes
saw all things blurred
let the beauty shine
you were born beautiful
never doubt that
winter love
pining for a warm heart
amongst the cold sheets
