A Northwestern Family

One day, you will be all mine.

We will live beneath the trees and above the moss.

Our legs will feel light as we trudge over rocks & waterfalls.

The rain will be your love & the mountains your muse.

We will walk along the strings of higher education

& run with the forested roads.

The city will light up in Big Pink, & purple lights.

The town's people will forever love Voodoo & a Rocky sort of Horror.

I could not imagine your tiny hands growing,

any place other than where mine grew.

I know you will love the light air & chilled mornings.

The snowy holidays & brisk summers.

We will live in a brick built home

surrounded by evergreen trees.

Cool outside, but we sit cozy.

Warmed by the vibrant fire.

I will love him,

he will love me,

& we will love you my darlings

in a Northwestern home.