the brook babbles by as we watch the leaves turn
some falling midstream carried off around that bend
from the front porch rocking in our deep woods cabin

life's contrast sharpens
looking through the white birch stand
dotted with yellow

light fades faster as the sun makes it's procession
our lush green abundance from days ago now gone
alaskan seasons change with timely cruel precision


the focus complete
seeing my life's eternal mate
rocking beside me

her honeysuckle patterned dress brushing the ground  as she swings

it's all as it should be...