We never rode in a hot air balloon

or learned to scuba dive

we didn’t stay up late 

stuffing our children’s stockings

(I always did it alone)

we didn’t drive those vespas 

like we always planned

or love each other 

until we were dead 

the dreams we had 

never materialized 

a decade later

and so much of us

was waiting for a day 

that never came 

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