Garden Talk

Did you see those boys, today?

What boys?

The ones who came into town earlier, today. They weren’t from around here. I don’t know where they came from. Their clothes were different and they looked like they were confused about where they were. One of them kept looking at me. I was too shy to look at him in the eyes, more than once. He may have seen me blush, but I sure hope he didn’t notice. I looked away as quickly as I saw that he was looking at me, too.

Oh, I heard about some people coming to town. Do you know why they were here? How old did they look? What were they wearing? Oh, how I wish I cold have seen them, too.

Mother said they are supposed to be helping with the railroads. They looked really young, school age, not much older than us. Some looked younger. There were also older men with them, older than father. Their clothes were just different, like nothing I had ever seen before.

That is really hard work. They must have had to leave school to help support their families. Did you see how many there were?

There seemed to be, about, five boys, and a few more older men. I couldn’t imagine having to do that kind of work, or leaving the family, to go to a new town. It must be really hard to be away from their families. I wonder how long they will be here.

Maybe some of them will be searching for a wife soon.

Mother says we will have to get ready to find husbands, sooner or later. That is not something I am looking forward to.

Well, you before me, I hope. You are older, and I am too shy. I couldn’t even imagine holding hands with a boy, let alone kiss one. Lets not even talk about it. Oh my goodness.

You will be ready when the time comes. Mother and father still need us to help with our younger siblings. We will certainly be ready for children when we have our own. We have been helping with the children at the schoolhouse for as long as I can remember.

You know how much I love the children at the schoolhouse. It will be so different when its our children running around.

It will be very different. Maybe they will listen better when we ask them to help clean up.

You know that won’t be so. Look at how our siblings listen to us better than when mother or father try to call them inside.

You are right. Well, I believe its time to gather some vegetables for dinner and get back to help mother. We left her with all the children, without telling her where we were going.

I suppose she may be worried. Do you think you will talk to that boy, if you get the chance?

Oh goodness, I don’t know. Just thinking about it makes me blush.

You are as crimson red as these flowers, lets just get inside. Mother is probably wondering where we are.

Alright, no more talk of that boy, at least not around anyone else.

Okay, I promise.

-M

When You are with Me

Play with me in the water,

Lay with me by the sea.

Let’s walk on the sand and wait for the waves, as the tide to comes in.

The sun will set and the air will grow colder,

But when your with me, the cold will not matter.

We will walk hand in hand,

Watching out for crabs in the sand.

We will collect rocks and shells,

There will be so many that our pockets will overfill.

We can pack a picnic and feed the the leftovers to the seagulls,

When you are with me, the days will never, so we can just walk the sandy beaches forever, at peace, hand in hand.

-M.

Magic of the Sunrise

There is a special kind of magic, one that is only in the early hours of the day.

There is silence then slowly, taking its place, there comes this beautiful choir of life.

As the sun begins to rise, a wild magic starts to arrive.

The birds start singing, the branches start to wave and all of a sudden, its a new day.

Everything feels good.

Everything feels fresh.

It seems like anything is possible, oh this, this is the magic of the sunrise.

A new day.

-M.

Watching as You Drifted Away

Did you know that I was watching?

I was watching you as you drifted away.

You got on that boat and just like that you were gone, oh how I wish you could have stayed.

I couldn’t sit at home, as your side of the bed felt like the morning chill.

Your warmth had left with you.

All I could hear was the silence of the unmoving air.

Though, I could smell you, it was like you were still here.

Your aftershave stuck around, the scent seemed to be dancing in the air.

It was taunting me, my eyes wanted to fill up with tears.

As your scent was lingering, my body was trembling, holding back so many fears.

You left a sweater, so I put it on, hoping it would help me feel some comfort with you being gone.

I decided to follow your missing shadows, they had followed you when you left, in the early morning hours.

I wandered down to the docks, hoping to catch one last glimpse.

The sun was beginning to rise, it glowed a bright orange, with a background of a cobalt blue sky, a blue that reminded me of your deep wise eyes.

There was no telling which of those moving shadows was yours, I was longing to see into the depths of those deep blue eyes once more.

I felt the tears begin to well up, as I began to realize, there was probably not going to be another chance to say goodbye.

I will wait for you, my dear.

I will wait for you, right here.

Please stay safe, and when you’re done, please come home to me, please return to me from that wide open sea.

Until then, I will be waiting, wearing your sweater and hoping to, once again, feel the warmth of you.

I will wait for you.

-M.

Sit with Me at Sunset

Today day has been another one of those long, dreary days.

I watched you as you pushed through until the tail-end of an overly draining day.

The waves are calling, I hear them rumble.

The sun is setting, I feel the coldness starting to set in.

The sky is turning into layers of deep shades of orange.

I know of a place that we could go and watch the rest this day fade away.

Come with me, we can listen to the waves rumble, and smell the welcoming salty sea air.

Sit with me at sunset, we can watch the day turn into night.

Sit with me, we can watch the daylight fade away.

Tomorrow is on its way.

Lets go sit and watch all the colors and let the rest of today just melt away.

-M.

Walking to Find You

I’ve been walking for a long time – trying to find you.

I’d continue on, barefoot, waiting and searching, just to be with you.

So many miles, so many hills, I’ve searched.

There were many mountains I didn’t think I could climb.

When I found the summits, I couldn’t believe my eyes.

You were there, always with me.

I felt your presence, though it was not always so easy.

Winds tried to knock me down.

Storms blew by and I’d fall down, not sure if I could keep climbing up the hills.

Though, I knew one day I would find you.

I knew one day, we would meet.

I knew one day it would be easier.

One day it would all come together.

– M.

The Fog

Walking forward has always been challenging.

Not knowing what to expect, what was supposed to be.

Each corner seemed to have more darkness that overtook the light.

Each road seemed to have more bumps than just simply easy driving.

Then you came.

There was still so much fog, but now I could see.

There was so much fear, but I knew what would be.

Everything felt different, I felt it was destiny.

The fog was there to keep us trusting.

The fog stays there to keep us focusing.

Tomorrow will come, but today we must believe.

There is so much more than just this pain that we have been feeling.

There is so much more light than the darkness that made it hard for each of us to see.

Now we must just keep believing.

The fog will help us see, but its through the trust that we will see.

Trust that all this peace is meant to be.

-M.

North Beach

Your beauty captivated me.

I longed for warmth, for the touch of the sun-rays.

Searching for a place to be at peace, a place that could take me away.

I was guided to your shores, locals told me about you directed me your way.

Driving through the streets of Port Townsend, I felt anxious, hoping you would be the right place.

Time was passing by so quickly, I tried to keep driving at a steady pace.

It was getting colder and the darkness was coming in, it was starting to take over.

All alone, trying to let someone go, I sought out your expansive waters to watch the sunset glow.

You helped me heal, like a helping hand.

You became like a dear old friend.

Stepping onto your sands, I felt like myself again.

You lead me to a place of mesmerizing beauty, full of peace.

The loss of love is never easy, but walking through your waters made it feel much easier, at least for the end of that difficult day.

A night alone with you, watching the sunset sky, as it drifted away, turned out to be all I needed.

Thank you, North Beach, you gave me a kind of love that is, in my opinion, much more ideal than the love I lost, a love that I thought was something that was real.

-M.

The Edge of the Sea

I followed you to the edge of the sea.

The waters splashed upon my face and I called for you.

You had left me long ago, yet still I tried to find you.

Into the sea I went, but the waves lifted me back up and rested me upon the shore.

I waited, unsure of where to go, cold and lonely, lost and yearning, I waited.

-M.

Healing You

I feel your pain, it beckons for me to find you and help you heal.

You have been tortured, you’ve been cut down.

You no longer feel the abundance of what you once were.

You feel your life is not your own.

I see you.

I’m here.

I will place my hands upon you and heal you

In time you will grow and be abundant once more.

-M.