i used to have this dark blue chair
that i would sit in every evening.
i kept it under a large oak tree
in the front lawn.

i use to love watching
the light from the streetlight
hit the leaves as the wind moved them,
and i’d listen to the cars passing
on the interstate two blocks away.

sometimes i’d fall asleep out there,
and wake to the sound
of the sky turning.
and sometimes i would just
think about everything
that i had been through in my life,
and remember faces.

it was there, sitting
in that dark blue chair one evening,
where i got the idea
that i would love you forever.
and it was there, years later,
where i knew that
that was more than i could do.