Happy Valentines Day

Feb 14, 2011 09:51

When acorns
Boys scuffed along the street
Have flung wide their canopies
And born ten hundred acorns more
To nestle in their ancient roots
Whispers of long past summer skies
Will still sing praises of your eyes

When rock
That towers high, unchanging
Is sand scattered to the wind
Dancing as fancy takes it
Shifting serpentine in rippled rills
Memories faded out of sight
Will still, in your beauty, take delight

When the Earth
Its ceaseless spinning stills
And the sun burns cold
When stars no longer twinkle bright
And all is lost to empty space
You will still always be
All there is, and ever was, for me
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