The week you were born
the leaves turned to greet you
and welcome you to this world.
A few days later those same leaves
fell for you, and so did I.
And this is how life is,
nature echoing our existence-
it is in these moments, when words are not enough,
that we walk past a tree
blazing orange and red and I am grateful
you can see the way you are loved.
blue sky infinite 