Promises

If you promise me a Colorado sky

I will leave this plain landscape

where skies forget to color blue.

If you promise me the voice

of Boulder Creek, I will flee flat lands,

wind dried roads, and wheat waving

in my dreams. If you promise me aspens

by my window and wild flower meadows

where no one leaves when love fades like

wall paper waiting in an empty room,

I will promise you what’s left of me, the girl

I hardly used at all, the one I left in Colorado.

Judith Bader Jones is the author of “Delta Pearls” and lives in Fairway.