A gift for you I wish to find
One that is beautiful as you are.
But I could travel around the earth
And only have what is second best.
No diamond could have a sparkle
Of that which is in your eyes.
No ruby of the deepest red
A match for the color of your lips.
No karat gold to be so pure
Of the love that you provide.
Yet a selection I must make
As a symbol of my undying love.
You to wear close to your heart,
For that is the place I want to be.
Jewels on the Hutchinson River, Robert A. Sieczkiewicz
Waters so still reflects what life to be.
Neither harsh nor soft but ever changing.
Come sit with me each day and thou shall see,
Experience beauty, lives exchanging.
Here today the water is filled with gold.
Soon it will give way to a silent gray,
Thin arms shaking if of the very old
Stay longer and watch a skating ballet.
The earliest spring mists will thwart our view,
Now water salted with rubies and more,
As trees prepare for a different hue.
We now see emeralds from shore to shore.
Look you can see the jewels everywhere
But not of the kind you are apt to wear.
Here I have given the poem a different name from the painting, changing only the first word. The Scene on the Hutchinson River was painted in 1876 by David Johnson. He was a member of the Hudson River School and he was best known for the development of Luminism which is an American landscape painting style of the 1850s to the 1870s, characterized by effects of light in landscapes. Luminist landscapes focus on tranquility, and frequently display calm, reflective water and a soft, hazy sky. For my poem I have focused on the reflective water.
If you were to ask many people living in the North East why they live there a common answer to be that they like the change of seasons. The speaker in the poem is one of them.