Making Lists

Sometimes we make lists together.
“Name something good,” you asked.

I reply, ” ‘Good’ is when…
at the end of the day, you hold me – not just because we’re next to each other, but because you want me to know you are here for me,

and that I am here for you.”

2012 © martha lee phelps

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