The Canvas Known as the Sky

The balmy breeze sends the clouds

slowly slumbering across the sky

as they gently gaze up gratefully

from the ground they rest upon

Fingers entwined

Smiles strewn across faces

Time standing subtly still

a memory manifesting

"I see a tree" she whispers..

pointing upward to the meandering marshmallow clouds

"So do I" he says

"It's like the one we sat by that day"

"Uh huh" she returns

The soon to set sun streams upon them 

as it moves across the canvas

known as the sky

"I see you and me" He laughs

"There, see us?" 

"yes, I do...let's never leave" She teases

"You and me together in the sky, always"

Now each day their gaze

greets the sky

Never alone...always slowly slumbering

across the canvas known as the sky