Spooner D and Me

 By SoDak

The breeze feels like spring, 

bringing memories from thirty years ago,

when we were driving

through the hills

and you showed me 

all of those places 

that one day we would call

our own.

Thunder and Consolation

intertwined our lives

with the power of song.

“I love the world”

and I think of you, 

sitting by the campfire, 

laughing at our follies,

basking in the glow of the moon, 

above Castle Peak, 

when life was uninterrupted.

Today, I am reminded of 

“these valleys of the green and the grey,”

as the sun is out

and the clouds look the same 

as they did thirty years ago.

Spring always feels lonelier,

when you are miles away,

but these memories

are an embrace, 

waiting for your return.