Make of it what you will.
But for me, it’s anywhere that’s green.
She and I residing in domestic bliss
sitting on the porch watching Angel and SJ frolic through the yard
having the time of their lives
while we bask in the glory of existence.
The picnics we’d embark on and the
people we’d assist would keep us high as
we rectify the universe one soul at a time.
You can only go as far as you’ll permit yourself.
And as the sun tucks itself away in its hiding spot,
we’d gather around the set watching reruns of green acres
appreciating the way we were.
enjoying the life we were meant to live
and knowing that nothing can stop us now.
This was quite intimate and homey, yet wise. “You can only go as far as you permit yourself.”