Friday, August 24, 2012

That space

I like the shelves dusted and the floors swept,
But you will remember me with my feet in the water,
Staring at the stars.

I like the dishes done and in place
But you will remember me wondering about life.
The place for every one.

I like the pruning, mowing and weeding,
But you will remember me seeking the simpler life,
That place of harmony.

I like the laundry done and folded neatly.
But you will remember me asking where it all belongs.
The space for you and me

The space for everyone.

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