There are times

when our relationship

is defined by rain

and can be difficult.

 

The clouds roll in

and often feel like

they’ll never leave

 

I can’t really get away

so I accept it

hope that it’ll help me grow

and learn more about us.

 

I remember Spring,

a mottled pallet

of tulips and daffodils.

 

We can survive the bleak times

many do,  I think pensively

strolling the boardwalk.

 

We’re no different.

all couples have sunshine

but also clouds

 

Then, when I almost

give in to depression

a farmer’s market of life

and abundance occurs.

 

We experience the dream

that seemed so far away

as clouds took their toll.

 

What grace, to walk

along the water of possibility

as my inner artist screams.

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We can shine

if we just try.

 

I know that I

can be impatient

and overlook you.

 

Then I remind myself

of the few traffic jams

in our lives.

 

as I try to subdue

my excitement at possibilities.

 

Things are pretty easy

I realize, and suddenly see.

 

that world class acts

can be seen in the theatre

of our coupledom.

 

I ski, kayak and run

all on the same day.

 

While I consider all that we’ve learned

in the colleges of life.

 

Walk down our many forested trails

and look to the vibrant garden

we have created.

 

Until finally I say,

“Bellingham, I love you!”