When You Know, You Know

When you know, you know...

That's what they all told me,
for years,
for decades, I daresay,
for centuries it seemed
And what did they mean??
I hated it.
Those words meant nothing.
Just a shadow
in the future,
down the line,
further up the road...
However you want to look at it.

When you know, you know.

I thought I knew once.
And then I knew another time.
But I didn't know what I didn't know.

And then HE came along.
And everything was different.
"I've never felt this way before," he told me.
And that's when I knew.
Because it was different.
Because there was love,
and it was simple,
and it was sweet,
and it was beautiful.
Beautiful like the mountains up above Hurricane Creek,
him kneeling in the snow,
and no doubts in my mind,
because I knew.
Beautiful like sun-kissed ocean days,
and fresh and rainy afternoons,
and smiles, and laughing till we cry.
And every night when he comes home, and walks in the door,
I know.
And it turns out they were right.
Because
When you know...
You know.

-kb...f