I miss your incongruities,
I miss them quite a lot...

They kiss our scrapes and make it better.
They're always there for us...

I can still lose myself in you.
What about her...

The streets are white and crisp and new.
My thoughts turn to the crows...

Beauty is truth
Beautiful as you are in spirit...

The sap is running.
The buds are bursting again...

The key to love is understanding,
Spoken words and actions...

Rain gently falling.
Liquid metronome...

Everyone's happiness... her concern.
Appreciation is the burn...

I hope you celebrated long and hard,
As you deserve to do...

Mothers Day is almost here.
I hear your children give a cheer...

Food and drink abound
Pool for all and music too...