Our Love

Water clears and the fish jump and
a great blue heron stops for lunch,
the hills are green and the flowers bud
as the skies of blue document our love.

I watched as the bird took flight
amazed at his quite simple life,
blanket of heaven over you and I
connects our souls time after time.

Goodbye April and hello May
hope it means we slow the rain.
bring your sunshine, bring smile
in away that bridges the many miles.

Water clears and the fish jump and
a great blue heron stops for lunch,
the hills are green and the flowers bud
as the skies of blue document our love.