annuals

all is quiet in the middle of the night
the animals sleep while I write
looking for some solace self imposed
composed with words and woes
never do I know what to say
a gentle twilight before the day
the morning light will kiss all worry away
to know that dad and mom are okay
white skies will fill my heart with rain
with thoughts as bare as leafless limbs
to wish I had her back again
as soft as there’s a care
a hint of spring in the air
for never was a winter really there
and never will we be a pair
but I resigned in freedom and in love
to let go the chains of need and be as one
forever love will grow as pretty annuals
oh how we love our flowers and our animals.