I know everything about the wild…

I know everything about the wild…
The mountains and the trees…
I know they have an inside like the rest of us…
Often smiling at the miracle.

I understand nature’s maze of stitches…
Can follow the needle work all the way down to the root hairs…
I treat nature with respect and love…
As one visits a friend.

I know everything about the city…
Bustling like bees…
Sips of whisky instead of milk…
Even know the alleys that turn me all the way around.

Like nature, the city is made of a myriad of fabrics…
With new adventure within the patches…
The city ebbs and flows…
Like a love lorn country song.

I am still learning about you…
Your quiet lowered glance…
I’m so blessed that God pointed you out to me…
So, we can have a lifetime of discovery.

I love you,

Annie