When my dog is asleep in my lap
I think. I think about things. I think about what could have been and what should not have been.
I think about the ways I have let people down. I think about the ways others have let me down.
But sometimes it takes a little time to really figure out why
Why people get let down all the time.
Are our expectations too high? Do we want too much?
I often look down at my puppy's face and wonder if I've let her down.
I know I would never hurt her on purpose. In fact I try to avoid doing so at all.
But when I look at her peaceful face and soft, brown and white fur
I see a child who loves and forgives so easily, like I had done in years past. Everything was simple back then.
I would smile. I would laugh. I would fall off of swings and almost smash into trees.
I would pick cherries off of my neighbors tree that had branches that would loom over my backyard, just in reach so that if I swung high enough, I could grab a couple.
We had a wonderful garden and a beautiful little playground. It was heaven there. I miss it.
I miss the simpler times when I didn't have to worry about dating and friends and people cheating on me
And all that "jazz"
I want to go back
No mistakes other than when I would color outside the lines.
I look back down on my dog.
I smile, and I close my eyes.
I fall asleep.