glitter of love

Ah, the waft of petrichor,

titillating tiny droplets find

their way down to verdant feet

where they were meant to lay

and give a sparkle to the otherwise

grey of day

t’is the fondness of this moment

that incites reveries and will paint

upon the canvas of my memory, to

sometime in the future, avail me of

a fondness in nostalgia

soft classical piano guitar fills the room

while still i can hear the cardinals and

sparrows praising Nature’s early day as

i sit here looking out our front room’s window

with my arm around my wife and our two

children of canine genetic descent

of this, i inhale a breath of joy hence life

has provided me and am grateful of this

wonderous gift that has been bestowed upon

me, so with a smile and a soft and slighted tiny

tear, i thank Life’s Spirit for showing me this

glitter of ‘Love’