The habits of the old and wise

What are your daily habits?

Wiser than you were yesterday,
I'd say. All true, my habits will
Reflect my new-found skill at
Coping. True dat. The years play
On but still wisdom is hard-won.
Habits that were every day are
Harder, are easier. They are the
Same. Daily, I seek love, or fame,
And acknowledgment. Is that
Wise? Is there a prize for age?
Wisdom is just a stage in a life
Full of frolic and strife. Habits
Should stay with you. A tacit
Rule that defines what a habit
Must be - a practice, a custom,
Routine. Nothing to intervene,
Accustomed, and, then, some.

Puppy love

Write about your first crush.

It feels, looking back this
Long distance, like I was
Always in love. In the 6th
Grade, it was the class bad
Boy. He was always behind.
Pink and grey were in style.
I find myself drawn to that
Combination of color still.
My first grade boyfriend
Lumbered about carrying
My books. I was his crush
He not mine. In Russian
Class I liked a fellow who
Couldn't pass without me.
In summer camp a son of
The head counselors; his
Family all sit-com perfect.

What is love?

What are you passionate about?

It is hard for me to forget how much 
I love you. You have not yet forgotten
That you love me. That sad day may
Come and sweep you away from my
Care and protection, away from my
Encircling arms where the uncertainty
Might make you anxious, but I will
Not forget. You are my passion, my
Heart's desire. You are all the joy I
Have from this life. From our life.
My love, I am passionate about you.

Seasonal

What is your favorite season of year? Why?

You are the season of my year
The fall the winter spring and
The summer. I live in the time
You alot me. My winter is never
Too cold as long as you can be
Near. Summer is hotter when
You approach but I am happy to
Bear the heat. Cool falls and oh
So sweet mild springs round out
Our year. You are the season I
Love most. I live in the time we
Are alotted, one day one season