poem of season

You Are PoetryYou come outsideTo view the faint sunsetLight bewildered by treesShines through quietlyYou glide your soft auburn hairPerched behind your earAnd in this moment I feel at homeBeneath the interiorYou are my humble abode...Your company is soothingCalming and reassuringInside, the wind chimes ringYou saunter and my hearts singsBit by bit I begin to recognizeThe enchanting glow in your subtle eyesHidden in all abstract paintingsIt’s you; what all artists seeYou are poetry..

.- Cody Graham