Reflections

The feeling you get

When it’s wintertime

And you step outside.

Listening to the silence

Of the first snowfall

On a full moon’s night.

Raking up the fall time leaves.

Picking peaches off the trees.

And the smell of asphalt

During a sunny rain.

The tune of ice cream

As the truck rides down the street

And you have money to spare.

Summertime nostalgia,

Childhood affairs.

The warmth of a dog

At the foot of the bed

With its head tucked

Beneath the blankets.

Snoring soundly in their sleep,

Matching rhythmic heart beats.

That unconditional kind of love.

Sometimes it’s tears

That you can’t hold in

But the walls listen to your sobs

With requited chagrin.

When there’s always

Someone to hug

Even if that person

Is yourself.

Finding yourself

Is to grow and to learn

And to know

The only person

You live with forever

Is the one looking back

In the mirror.

You’re never alone,

Nurture your home.