I wanted
to eat wild strawberries
on a blanket
under the Eiffel tower
in Paris
So I
ate blackberries
on a tablecloth
under an oak tree
in Evergreen
I wanted
to taste snowflakes
in the Alps
on a mountain
in Switzerland
So I
ate a snow cone
at the foot of Mt Rainier and
sang a song of Jesus
I wanted
to feel the ocean
against my bare
skin in
deep water
So I
took off my
clothes and
climbed in
a blue washtub
I wanted
to reclaim the time
spent in our breakfast
nook arguing who was
right, who was wrong
So I
taste my morning bagel
see light filtered through
glass and green
listen
Regret:
I wanted
to be a famous author
with a best seller novel
and money in the bank
with respect and friends
so I
wasted my time
working in a field I didn’t want to be in
