What I Like About You

Sunlight streams low and wide through my windows, reaching deep into the shadowy rooms and bringing surprise bursts of golden glow. 

The sunbeams quickly crescendo and fade to pianissimo black. 

My candles burn with fierce determination and endless optimism, small sparks in the dark of the long nights. 

And though I will miss the cheery sunshine of a northern summer, when twilight lingers till late at night, I'll cherish your own special rhythms of light and dark, autumn.

That's what I like about you.