Distraction

The stars that led me home

Were scattered and the clouds

Striped the sky and stripped the sun

My thoughts were not alone.

Captivating, stimulating

Conversation we did have

The water still, your eyes that held

My interest in you well.

The moral compass it will tell

Nightly rituals too will pass

Stories told, the humor bent

True Seinfeld at it's best.

One distraction keeps repeating

One distinction makes me sing

One devotion drives me deeper

One dance, one spark...our meeting.

Laurie B. Ballard

Feb. 2011