Show Me What’s True

There’s something about you that makes
Me realize everything is fragile.
That moments of soft light are glass
And you’re both.

That warm rain makes a sound on grass
And it’s your voice.
That some flowers smell you back when you breath them in
And you always notice.

That everything has value,
And most of the time I can’t see it,

But when I’m with you,

I do.