A Hundred Lifetimes
Your eyes are shining
In the way they always do
When concocting an ill fated plan
“Let’s build a treehouse!”
You yell
Heedless that we don’t have boards or nails or hammers
Or a tree
I smile as you excitedly wave your arms above your head
Cheeks flushed and hair coming out of that unruly ponytail
Showing me just how great our palace in the sky will be
These are my favorites
The lives when we grow up together
When we know each other before we even remember meeting
When we can laugh and play free
Like children
Because we are
You smile brightly as I think
How it seems I’m always taking care of you
Somehow
No matter age or time or place
But I don’t mind
You run off to the backyard to find a suitable tree for your grand designs
Knowing very well there isn’t one
I follow, as usual
Yelling in exasperation
I wish you could know
But I know it’s better that you don’t
If you never remember
There must be a reason
Maybe it’s so you don’t have to bear the burden
The pain of it
I’ll gladly take it all
If in just one in a hundred lifetimes
I can be beside you like this
© 2019 Rose