Days have slowed, warmed my skin

The adventure door opens, so I walked in

I remember the feeling I had before and

When you appeared.

Everything was so beautiful when your chariot neared

The sun was warm, promising the palm trees’ growth

Green blue laughter anew, picture the scene

I finally wasn’t in a hurry; I was at peace

Every day you’ve brought warmth, like an almanac promise

You’re safe, like the sun

The sun hasn’t disappeared, but comes back with Shakespeare plays

If you were a season, you’d be the cusp of all days

where fall turns to winter, sleepiness arises

where winter welcomes spring, life brings surprises

Where spring stretches to summer, the days ebb and flow

Where you are the seasons of the sun, I’ll be the moon’s glow

So I plant this seed during the solstice hour

To blossom freely, and wither within power