Somehow months become
years and you realize
there’s no arriving, just more
traveling with more stuff to carry.

The trick is knowing what to keep
and what to shed when sunlight
and heartbreak share space
with daydreams and minutiae.

I have imagined us moving along
a path where wildflowers abound
and each moment is a new blessing
even when the blues drift by.

We tucked and rolled
whatever was bothering us
and tossed it out the window
on the highway going 75mph.