Putt Putt

Live long enough to see

All the things you never thought to think to see

Stand here wistfully

And list for me

The colors on the clouds 

As wonder turns to knowledge turns to fear

I'll meet you on the virtual green

This is no metaphor

This is the putt putt you couldn't have dreamt of

Tell me you love me with toes dipped

In a rainbow river flowing skyward

Tell me you love me echoing through code

And I'll echo back, the words dimming

With each bounce

As echoes do

You thought of me leaving

Seeing your heaving heart

Tumbling overboard

Stand here blissfully 

And list for me

All the things you never thought to think to see

The color of fear fading to knowledge,

To wonder