In fifty years… <br />we could both eat off the senior menu at Denny’s. <br />We could be broken, <br />Blistered, <br />belligerent… <br />but we’d be very much in love <br />after quite a lifetime together. <br />We could bicker about the environment <br />and those goddamn kids, <br />but we’d remember <br />the lost children we were <br />until we found one another; <br />and we would smile. <br /> <br />In twenty-five years… <br />we could be sitting in the backyard <br />sipping vodka lemonades <br />with little paper umbrellas; <br />praying the tiki torches <br />keep the armies of Japanese beetles <br />away from the landscaping. <br />We make love to the Eagles <br />and find what we lost. <br />We thank god for our screened in porch, <br />and we laugh about the old days <br />and hard times. <br /> <br />In ten years… <br />you could be in the middle of your midlife crisis. <br />I wasted the best years of my life. <br />We’re out of money, <br />we’re not happy, <br />and we’re no longer in love. <br />Neither of us has gotten laid in a while. <br /> <br />In five years… <br />I could finally have you. <br />We’d both be secure, <br />for our feet are finally closer <br />to the ground. <br />I’ve lost everything. <br />So have you. <br />But we’re ready for this adventure… <br />together. <br /> <br />In one day… <br />I can think about you <br />and immediately smile. <br />No matter how much it drives me crazy, <br />and how unsure I am, <br />I accept this challenge <br />with our song in my heart.<br /><br />Samantha Bursich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thoughts-preventing-sleep/
