the middle of the sunflower makes me smile.

these shapes remind me of you in the sunlight
golden light seeps through, your smile lights the room.

the days when shoes weren't on and dirt under your nails
where did they go?

cows in the field, far away, they make eye contact
only when you drive away.

the house down the road is owned by farmer,
but no one knows his name.

the drops of August rain come down on me,
I can feel them on my skin.

don't forget about the backyard love we made last year,
i can still taste you on my mouth.

there were sidewalks that lasted forever,
and I vividly remember them.

Toads in the trail, and the golden behind me.
you can smell the Fall air.

I will eat dinner when I make it back home.
Forks, spoons and knives all scratch the plate.

For sale signs remind me our first house,
a glass window taller than dad.