Harvest Phantasy Poem by Peter LeBuhn

the day is dark...
rainy...and whet
with her life is illuminating and warm

as we frolic in the rain
with all the passion and vigor
that our hearts can generate
arms wrapped with a tender embrace

the rain has ceased
the sun has risen
all the colors of the rainbow are upon us
as we lay in a mountain full of colorful leaves

looking at her
knowing she is joyful
because of the smile in her wyes
and the smile on her face