We Drove to the Mountains

We drove to the mountains, just him and I,

Cherishing our time alone.

We drove up through the Notch and reflected on the seasons beauty.

We bumped up and down, around a bend, in that beat up old truck.

We acted as if we were dating again, enjoying eachothers company,

while acting like kids.

We crossed the state line into Vermont,

and i felt my heart explode.

We held hands and told tales from our absense of eachother,

catching up and laughing as the sun was setting.

We took in the beauty of this gorgeous place we call home. 

The colors changing from greens to oranges, reds and magnificent yellows.

We had dinner on the way home, still soaking in the mountainous views.

It was late September when we finally caught our breath.

It was Late September when our schedules finally meshed.

It was late September when we were able to reconnect.

He drove us home, in that rusty old work truck, bouncing our way down the road.

My head on his shoulder, the radio never turned on.

The sounds of my sleepy breath echoing our peace.

We drove to the mountains,

Just my husband and I.

Cherising our Love.