Heavy clouds....misting rain A fleeting glimpse of green so bright Pines in rows... Muddy tracks... Leading you to me and taking you back. Fallen leaves.. Whistling wind echoes off the stillness. . Goosebumps on my skin Sienna grass full of burs... A pierce in my finger of impending pain And I wait... Until the sun peeks through And you are there..with the boyish smile And dancing eyes The glimmer of who you are, the edge of who you were.. the softness of who you are to me.... In this beautiful place with this beautiful soul.... not a minute too soon or too late... I will always wait