A Happy Image

I lay in bed last night wondering about my life:
where will I be in ten years time?

I imagine I'll have found someone to love,
and hopefully we'll have children together: a girl and boy.

We'll live together in a big house by the beach,
so the kids can run along the sand and splash in the water.

We could have picnics in the afternoon at the shore
and we'll cuddle, us four, atop a soft blanket.

I dream that we'll be a happy family, close,
and that we'll overcome every obstacle hand in hand.

And then my kids will grow up and repeat this cycle:
fall in love, start a family of their own, enjoy life.

My husband and I will be a part of it;
we'll love one another from day one, and our grandchildren!

There should be lots of them, those little cuties,
and I'll pray for their contentment every single day.

It's a funny thing to think that far into the future at my age,
but what's more beautiful than being surrounded by people you love?

And then there's always the possibility tomorrow will never come,
and these contemplations will be just that: contemplations.

I closed my eyes after another hour and woke up smiling;
it's still nice to imagine anyway.