the more
we get done.
and as we age we
don't want to miss
a moment
of raking leaves,
doing laundry
going to the store
for something
we don't need.
it wasn't always this way.
for so long,
i never saw a sun rise,
unless i felt your
hand upon
my shoulder, asking,
with a tempting voice,
are you awake.
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