There, in that instant of time
Lies the fragment of life that I call, dearly mine.
Where components lay all scattered about
Which to the casual observer, is clearly, a rout,
But to me this mess is ordered and clear,
Indicating good feeling and moments of cheer,
Indicating the values held close to my heart
In tiers of contentment from finish to start.
For they encompass joy in a positive way
Where the happiness flows in laughter, at play.
Where the warmth in the soul warms the fingers in snow
And the good humour bubbles, wherever we go,
Where your smile is infectious, contagious at best
And our gifting of gratitude smooths out the rest
With your posie of buttercups, yellow and bright,
Plus our winning grins that bring sunshine to night,
Where the wrinkles and crinkles all over my face
Make your hoot of joy, now, …an utter disgrace!

M.
6th June 2020
From long ago….A moment, in blue sky and sunshine, of scintillating happiness with a young blonde thing by the deep, rock pool waterfall in the snow and the bright yellow buttercups…way up on the mountain.