Dating : Waiting For Fireworks

Misty hills roll:

Into the distant flame,

White picket fences:

Run through wildflowers,

Sparrows picking seeds;

A red tail hawk:

…..ends its easy spirals…

As warmth flows away,

As the children play:

Filling the air with joy,

A dead Petty:

…..still Free falling…

Memories stir:

Of campfires & more —

A lifetime of love,

Dances in bare feet:

Pausing:

….. for a 20 yr old Red,

Which descends:

Only to rise —

As heat & warmth:

Enough to light the night.

♥️♥️♥️