I got out of bed <br />on two strong legs. <br />It might have been <br />otherwise. I ate <br />cereal, sweet <br />milk, ripe, flawless <br />peach. It might <br />have been otherwise. <br />I took the dog uphill <br />to the birch wood. <br />All morning I did <br />the work I love. <br /> <br />At noon I lay down <br />with my mate. It might <br />have been otherwise. <br />We ate dinner together <br />at a table with silver <br />candlesticks. It might <br />have been otherwise. <br />I slept in a bed <br />in a room with paintings <br />on the walls, and <br />planned another day <br />just like this day. <br />But one day, I know, <br />it will be otherwise.<br /><br />Jane Kenyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/otherwise/
