Alpengruss

Alpengruss

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A breath of cool winter
appears without a sound
A dusting of early December snow
lying gently on the ground
A warm sense of adventure
as Friday noon rolls around
Work and tire tracks behind us
We are weekend bound

Timing is everything
That’s what they say
And the timing is perfect
for us to get away


I look your way with a sigh
as it all settles inside of me
Another city in two hours
Another state of mind in three
Realization and relaxation
and the place I want to be
My left hand on the wheel
The right one on your knee

Savoring the little things
And all that they say
These times of our life
set apart from everyday


A sensory scenic drive together
through the Québec countryside
Each skyward snow-dressed pine
our majestic glistening guide
Sun and blue skies lie ahead of us
The season’s true nature belied
Comfort and warmth between us
Anticipation along for the ride

Time touches our hearts
With words we need not say
All ours when we get there
Until then it leads the way


Autoroute 5 winds us to two rivers
To w
here the Gatineau meets La Pêche
I open the vents to feel the essence
and the crispness meets my flesh
Slowly through the welcoming village
 Where, once again, the path seems fresh
To our little slice of perfect harmony
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here the music and memories mesh

Spending this quality time
We are doing what we say
Gathering and saving moments
that are always here to stay

No one is in the office
Like the last time, and the time before
Just a friendly note, and reminder,
to say our key is in the door
The refreshing air of familiarity
as we ascend to the second floor
Number 14 had been awaiting us
We were bound to return for more  

Comeback

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Comeback

I’m picturing one of them reclined in his chair,

and the other one sitting on the couch
One with his slippered feet up, and a beer
One with a glass of pop, and a comfortable slouch

Both men wear their casual pants and golf shirts,
and both have intentionally short, completely gray hair
There’s a Jays game on, in the top of the eighth,
and a bowl of peanuts, that both of them share

I can hear their commentary after a pivotal play
Sharp criticism of the base-runner’s choices
Knowledgeable experience that fills their words,
And a youthful exuberance that joins their voices

The subtle jabs of friends are parlayed back and forth
Each ready for a comeback, as the other one slyly talks
“What could an old curler possibly know about baseball”
“You must’ve taken too many blows whenever you’d box”

The spirited rant transitions naturally during a commercial,
away from the second baseman and his prolonged slump
It turns seamlessly back to differing opinions of Trudeau,
and a sarcastically disdain-filled consensus on Trump

You would never know that they were fairly new friends
with the familiarity and the intensity of all they discuss
You wouldn’t suspect that they had met in their eighties
That they’d only met in this last year, and because of us

Their furrowed brows ease back into a playful twinkle
as their jostling conversation becomes their laughter
With a one-run deficit, in the bottom of the eighth,
they’ll find plenty of time for their wisdom, after

I see your father, reaching for the last of the peanuts,
then he pauses, and passes them to my dad instead
I see them sit up straight, suddenly, together in unison,
as a loud two-run homer puts their Jays ahead


I think about them often, when I watch with you

Whatever the sport, and whatever the season
Life has a way of putting good people together
And we are good people, for an obvious reason

Light

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Light

I am putting my heart into something new
And I have to say that I love the view
A panorama of serenity and country ease
Promise for as far as the hopeful eye sees
With glistening water to the left and right
A glimpse into a future, filled with light

The light of change, the light of the new
The light of a tomorrow with me and you
With all of us together, on any night
In the hearts of my family, I find the light


It’s not about religion, or God, or heaven

It’s the strength inherent in our group of seven
Two pillars to reinforce walls of the essential
For five young lives with boundless potential
Two who encourage what is morally right
And five burgeoning rays of limitless light

Light filled with friends and husbands and wives
The light of tomorrow is the light of our lives
Everyone feels welcome, on any night
In the of strength of this family, I find the light

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Rooms filled with our conversations and laughter
Walls that embrace images of before and after

 The warmth of a fire, and a comfortable bed
And the life of realities that lies ahead
Seeing and feeling and knowing it’s right
All of us reflected in this reassuring light

The light of this potential is within our sight
The light of tomorrow, expansive and bright
 Under the moon and the stars, on any night
In the warmth of our family, I find this light

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Steady

Clear ahead with the awakening dawn
One last kiss leaves me with you
Freshly made coffee warms my way
Freshly made memory in my rear view

An internal calm so long in coming
A tranquility inside with room to grow
Beams of light are in lucid sight
Waves of wonders I want to know

The snow dances in my headlights
My destination beyond the misty haze
More accustomed with every turn
More familiar with both our ways


Heading home on this winding road
The same path that led me to you
Content in knowing I will be back soon
Holding steady, at ten and two.


Even more vivid on this perfect morning
The sunrise illuminates nature’s ease
Every nuance greets my welcome eyes
I feel the silence and embrace my peace

Another beautiful day lies straight ahead
Trees sway as a gentle breeze drifts by
I can see patches of blue in the distance
As the horizon rises to meet the sky

Something is certain in either direction
This unclouded vision whether from or to
A picture framed in my front windshield
An increasingly clear vista of me with you


Finding  perspective on this winding road
Following the path that led me to you
Secure with my solid grip on today
Holding steady, at ten and two.

 

Certain of this route I have chosen again
And with the love for you I always bring
Knowing anticipation hastens my return
Though I am in no hurry to miss a thing

Sparse towns have become rich in meaning
They seem so different since that day we met
Houses and stores and hillside fences
Each one more significant the nearer I get

Music accompanies me as I make my way
Energizing and inspiring as it fills my car
I find you in the words that accompany me
Heartfelt reminders that we are never too far

 

Finding harmony on this winding road
Confident path leading back to you
Feeling safe with a firm grasp on today
Holding steady, at ten and two.

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