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...