we would be happy

maybe i'll buy ten houses
if I win,
I hear the man say,
zipping up his thin coat,
holding his son's hand.
and three new cars. five, six.
maybe one for every day
of the week. different colors.
big cars for all of us.
every night we could eat
steak, have cake for dessert.
every night? the boy says.
he goes over to throw
rocks into the icy water.
I could have gloves too,
he says. blowing on his hands.
yes. leather gloves.
all different colors
and boots for your feet.
I could buy your sister
a new dress and your mother
a small dog. she always
talks about having pets.
we would be happy then,
wouldn't we,
the boy says. if our ticket wins.
you wouldn't fight and yell
anymore, right dad?
yes. we would be happy.
we would all be happy.