It's been 10 days
4 more till your return
home is where we are together
silly, sweet, sexy and clever
here you don't need sweaters
like back in the states

I get lost remembering only myself
and become found in the memories of you
truth knows we don't do our best alone
teams can grow more
and what we have grown
can't be sold in stores
or even found by happenstance
in gardens, fields or farms

only through the magic of chance
smiles know how much you love to dance
we dream of where things go
we walk the beach
the sun glows with salt wind
crying tears of rain and joy
the kind that can flood a desert

the mirror winks back at me
it's a beautiful day
the silence that meditation prays
the blessings of work
the gratitudes of play
the miracles I can see in your eyes
each and every day
even when you are away