A Poem

Silver twilight sky

cut into diamonds

by the bare branches

of winter's trees.

We're driving between

the brown fields

where nothing is growing

and the sky slowly fills with stars.

I realize,

were you not here it would still be the same.

And I'm wondering,

Would I notice it?

-jmf

Okay, so if you don't like the romantic don't read on.

Today is the 10th anniversary of our first kiss. I wrote this poem one night when we were dating. We had just driven back to Ithaca from Jer's Parent's house and it was a beautiful evening. I realized then how he makes the whole world more beautiful for me. He has continued to do so ever since.

My thirtieth birthday is in a couple days. I was thinking about how Jer took me out to lunch at Collegetown Bagels on my twentieth. Time has gone so fast, but I still feel just as giddy with him around as I did then.