Hold Hands and Blow Bubbles

Tomorrow I will wake to see you lying next to me and I will watch you sleep.

I will gently touch your face to wake you and cover you with kisses.

Tomorrow will be the first time we truly get to spend time alone together.

We can stay in bed as long as we want and watch the birds outside eat and play.

Tomorrow we will go for a walk in the park, hold hands and blow bubbles.

We will wash the car in the driveway and end up covered in soap and water.

Tomorrow you will hide the remote while I make your morning coffee.

We will make a dozen sack lunches and go down town and hand them out.

Tomorrow we will kiss every time one of us says ‘Um'.

We will have pie for lunch and skip dessert.

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poem by Ronald Ragan
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