At the window watching raindrops

At the window —
Watching raindrops glide off the leaves
They’re
Sweat dripping off your brow
As you make love to me in the thunder
A bird plays in the puddle under the tree
Its skinny legs dipping in life
Beak happy, wings at the ready — being
Just being
Our love, present, moment
Now
Always
Don’t think
Flow off the leaves
Slide
Land gracefully in the puddle of life
Ride the ripple
Love
Always love.

—Terri Guillemets, 2015 June 5th

M&D

I love my mother as the trees love water and sunshine — she helps me grow, prosper, and reach great heights. I love my father as the stars — he’s a bright shining example and a happy twinkling in my heart.

—Terri Guillemets, 2006 September 1st