Poetry

I could have a house with you, my dear wife,
A sweet home for us and our kids,
And enjoy the simple headlight bright life
We always wanted to live,
Be it listening to the choir nestled in the trees
Or having a vivid view of the sparkling diamond ocean,
We could do it all hand in hand with ease
With all positive emotions.
Our days would always shine like its sun,
Never dark and underground.
We could look back at how fine our lives had run
When the big sunset comes around.

Well
I
Could have had it
All, with you
If you were, with
Me.