things we cannot change

[eulalia_eulalia]

i loved the ride home in yr bakkie...sitting on top of darrell, my arm swimming through the air watching the cerulean waves crash on the beach beside us. i looked through the back window with squinted eyes, hair swirling around my face, the sun rising and lighting windsheilds of the cars behind us. we sang together,

celebrate we will
cause life is short but sweet for certain
we climb on two by two
to be sure these days continue

and the sun lit yr eyelashes as you laughed.