Those simple moments

Carry me through the weekday

Lunch calls and laughter

Book club, burgers, and music

For dancing in the kitchen.

The day got away

Father time drove by without

Even a hello

Saw the sunset fall through clouds

A brief respite from my screens

Run away with me

Retreat into the mountains

Up where the wind howls

With us wolves who cannot help

But sing along at the moon.

Dew kissed and glowing

A set of golden roses

Arise from the East

Greeting the Northwest anew

Both perfumed and thorned alike.

A steady rhythm

You, me, and where the road meets the sky

We laughed our way South

Cheerful Bluebonnets waving

As we pass at highway speeds.

Out my window I see

The season playing with me

Calling me a fool

“You think it to be Spring time?”

Mocks the north wind, “Give them hail!”