Honestly.

(I come through)
Usually…
Glad One of us does..
One of us does..
(you were outside)
It’s gray out,and getting colder, something about a pair of trees.
And the green was pulsing against the grey of the sky,but only if you were looking at it from the ground.
So I stared.
I watched the minute moving of the leaves.
Something about the contrast.
(green on grey)
Something about where I was standing and what I was seeing.
Can’t quite put my finger on it