appreciation
is like:
a warm shower
after a long day
out in the cold
or like a sunbeam
that breaks
through the clouds
to warm
the top of your head
it’s like
a loving hug
after a long period
of loneliness
or a belly laugh
after
a good cry
oh, how i want
for you
to feel
appreciated
dear world,
as you know,
sometimes
living is hard
so, i have
a special request:
when i wake up
on one of those days
please,
just love me with yellow . . .
kiss me with sunshine
to brighten my day
place daffodils and dandelions
along my way
feed me banana bread, pineapple
and corn on the cob
and always let me wear
yellow shoes to my job
give me a fluffy chick
or a duckling to hold
and money in my pocket,
doesn’t have to be gold
place ribbons of highlights
throughout my mane
to keep me from feeling
too boring or plain
give me a polka dot bikini
over skin that is tanned
and a pristine beach
covered in warm golden sand
feel free to treat me with
lemon sorbet
and a yellow lab with a frisbee
that knows how to play
later, light a candle
to quiet my mind
so it’s warm little glow
can help me unwind
give me my partner
to cuddle and spoon
or dance with romantically
under a soft yellow moon
please,
love me with yellow
cuz yellow is best
it always reminds me
how much i am blessed
as a lover of words
i must confess
i like the naughty ones too
i can’t help it
they make me laugh
and laughing
makes me happy
so please,
don’t tell me
wickedness
never was happiness,
because sometimes
it kind of is
hey,
do you see that person over there?
the one you think is
quiet and weird
they have a story
that you don’t know
oh, and that person, over there
the one you think is
obnoxious and wrong
they have something to offer
that you can’t see
maybe you should walk over there,
start a respectful conversation
and then listen
because
you will always
learn the most
from the people
over there
shhh . . .
hush now
everything’s okay
it’s all temporary
there’s a place
beyond this one
where there is peace
and where there are answers
to all of your questions
but for now,
hush,
breathe,
open your eyes
and go back to life
i’m convinced
that Something Divine
breathed magic
into us, our relationship
something sacred has been there
from the start
even before we began
stitching our lives together
i’m grateful
when i think back
on the firsts
of our embraces
because that fire
forged the place
i now call
my permanent home,
that safe space
within your arms
we share memories
experiences
and a passion for each other
that defies logic and reason
when you consider
how different we are
but i think
we’re the best kind of love story
when teens talk
of passion
and of knowing
their love is real
the world rolls its eyes
but time gifts a union like ours
validity and respect
i’m glad we kept going
when we were young,
that we loved and fought
for us, our relationship
in spite of the world
and its skeptical eye-roll
somehow we knew
early on
that a lifetime together
was ours for the taking
because of you
i know what
companionship
intimacy
forgiveness
and safety
feel like
because of you
I get to experience
rare,
mature love
I see the lines deepening
on our faces
and I wonder
how has this happened so fast?
it’s all so beautiful
and brief
together,
we are something special
complex but simple
just a lovely brushstroke
on the canvas of humanity
on an original painting
by Something Divine
so, you ate a donut
it ain't no big deal, honey
just make sure
the next time you open
that sweet mouth
you drop in
a carrot
a pile o’ broccoli
a handful of blueberries
some steamed spinach
and a beet
mmhmm, a beet
you’re welcome, honey
god,
grant me the serenity
to accept the people
i cannot change
(everyone else)
the courage
to change
the person
i can
(myself)
and the wisdom
to remember
this truth
amen
what’s this?
can it be?
crocus!
the magical miracle of spring?
why, yes!
it is! it is!
hooray!
look at you!
you bright and zippy perennial pioneer!
you delightful little leader of the color parade!
i’ve been waiting for you!
for. so. long.