We would lie under
         spring..and then
                  summer skies.

Painted ponies
                     passing
          as we loved.....

The grasses
   bending
              swishing   
           around.

    Brown haired babies
          from....my womb
              birthed
                    in gratitude
                          in love
   As you....and I
          danced the joy
                   of the earth
         ...beneath us...