We wipe the dust
Off of our shoes
Like a change
Or maybe even a renewal
She squeals snd claps her hands
Perhaps it is time to end this pattern
To find a smoother course
One without so much pain
And loss
She looks into my eyes
Are you enjoying your life
Someone says
I do not have an answer
I enjoyed the magical times
When everything felt possible
And I was set free from my rules
That really was alive
Now feels like an endless grey dream
Asides from the times
When we sleep and float away
They are good moments
Ones we claim as truly ours
Perhaps we renew ourselves every day
She whispers
Like breaking the dream
Emerging like a butterfly from a chrysalis
I dare not say perhaps
It feels far too distant to be true
We sweep up the dust
Backs aching
Fingers sore
The light fades
It was a good day
She murmurs
Eyes drowsy and heavy
Yes
I think
Today was good enough.
