Adore

The hills are picturesque, 

the mountains standing still, 

the birds are all nested and 

the sun beating down is felt.

Nature reveals perfection

balanced for all to see, 

and yet it seems to ignored

except for those who dream.

If only man could see it 

the beauty in a day, 

the way the leaves cascade

and before the flowers fade.

The Box turtle stopped to say hello

and the rabbits chomping the gardens away.

Center between the hills a part of it I am 

with grass beneath my feet the heavens command.

Sometimes we are weak 

and the Lord knows that to be true 

and that is why he sent you 

right on out of the blue.

My needs and wants 

always put me to the test. 

Do I need or want you, 

to share in this life long quest?

Frightened by times passing

as it truly takes its toll, 

and leaves very few tomorrows

for hand in hand to hold. 

I believe in eternal 

an energy forevermore, 

as our hearts and souls merged

with you who I adore.