Be mine

Be mine
I said to you
in the warmth
of the summer sun

The lambs cavorted
around their patient mums
as the machair stunned
in a myriad of colours

Be mine
I said to you
as the gale raged
through the autumn rain

Clouds racing east
Thundering surf
pounding the coast
of the west

Be mine
I said to you
as the snow crisped
under our feet

Only two colours
above the blanket of snow
Dark branches of trees
awaiting the return of the sun

Be mine
I said to you
as days equalled nights
and the chill was chased north

But the promise was broken
And as Orion left the night sky
with Scorpio taking his place
You left me, and so did the light