We Breathe

We breathe the same air,

We see the same moon,

But it's years since I've seen you last.

All of the oceans intertwine,

But why is my heart so sparse?

You said to me,

"Look up in the sky,

And pick a constellation".

Then you would look up at it too,

Wherever you were in our nation.

But when I look up,

I get a sixth sense,

That you are here no more.

No phone call,  no email, no knock at the door.

Alas you are gone,

My life must go on.

I await a sign,

maybe the blowing of the meadow grass.

And then I will press play,

I will live my life,

As if each day is my last.

...

One day,
I will be,
All the things I wanted to be,
I'll visit the places I said I'll see,
One day.

One day,
I will get those jobs done,
That I said I would do last week.
I will write a list of all those things,
And keep it within my reach,
One day.

One day, yes today,
I will try to stop saying,
'Yes in a minute',
My Attention I'll be paying...
To you, I will try to play with more
And put down the duster,
To play on the floor.
With your toys and your cars
And your Lego, zoom zoom.
We'll have fun and we'll laugh and we'll go to the moon!


I need to think of the important things,
My children, my family.
These are what mean the most and
These I love for all eternity.

Dreams

Do you ever dream?

Dream of who you could have been,

Where you should have gone,

Things you would have seen?

The life you could have had,

If you hadn't of done this,

Or had of done that?

Do you ever look back and think,

I wish I could change the way things went,

 The way things happened,

The life I spent?

If you had the choice,

To turn the clock back,

Do you think you would do it,

Or enjoy looking back?

Back on the life where you may have been naughty,

Silly and frivolous, juvenile, jaunty.

These things are all a part of becoming who you are,

Whether it a mother, a cleaner, or even a mega star.

I do look back,

But I never regret.

As if I did, then I would not be,

The person I am, and that is me.