May Every Day

And so we move toward the autumn of our time together.
Spring came unexpectedly with promise of the blossoms of a new life.
Summer ripened, filled with growing fruit.

We watch together as turning leaves are memories of the new, the full, and now maturity.

I don't fear the autumn. There is the harvest ahead. All that went into our lives is now coming together.

But it isn't over. In the spring we didn't know beyond our dreams what the summer would bring.

With autumn approaching, I think back remembering the joy and pleasure you have brought me. And I look forward. Because when I'm with you, I have dreams of what will be around the corner. When I'm with you, it is May Every Day.