Dreams have a funny way of making
They evolve over time.
same old, same old.
Some days I am fascinated with death
And the life beyond.
But in the now,
Have I told you how much you mean to me?
Have I spelled out my love to you,
1-4-3 is all it takes—that’s Fred Rogers’
code for I love you.
Perhaps we forget that our time here is
The blink of an eye.
It’s easy to forget,
To major on the unimportant—
the urgent, the crisis.
But for a moment, let me remind you
of the easy things.
Watching the sunset together
Holding your hand as we walk
Sinking into your chest
as your arms surround me,
feeling safe and protected.
So much easier than fixing rooves;
Easier than clearing out the basement;
Easier than washing dishes.
Our lives are made up of thousands of mundane moments—
Lest we forget.
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