Your California Sky

Winter and summer,
nothing in between.
That is what I've seen.
The seasons threaten as they turn,
because of you I am unnerved.
The hills have gone from grey to brown to green.
I've never known what you mean.
And so things happen just like they did before,
but I'll never think of you no more.

No.

I feel old and strong now that you're not here.
At least your absence makes that clear.
I had forgotten what it feels like
to be living so very light.
You always say that you might not return.
Outside there's so much to learn.
I hope you get to see your california sky,
but beware how quickly clouds go by.

No.