You Can´t Have It All

But you can have wild blackberries and strawberries,
those that grow untamed on fences,
sweet and tangy,
like gifts from nature.
You can have the comforting warmth
of your dog´s paws pressing up to you at night,
and his cold black nose resting on your cheek.
You can have a cold drink after a hot day,
soothing,
refreshing,
like an oasis in a desert.
You can´t have it all,
but you can have lazy Sundays,
the kind that you stay in bed until 12,
just because you can,
and nothing stops you.
You can have pictures,
the kind freeze a moment in time,
so when you look at them,
you remember,
and you smile or laugh,
as if you traveled back to that day.
You can´t have it all,
but you can enjoy simple pleasures,
like playing Frisbee with your dogs,
a game of pool volleyball with your big brother,
or just a book and a couch.
You can have one of those family moments,
the ones where you remember fondly,
playing Monopoly by lantern-light,
when the electricity goes out.
You can go to sleep on the beach,
lulled to sleep by the lullaby of the waves,
dashing against the sand,
and then foaming back into the sea which birthed them,
and the palm tree´s cool shade,
and its leaves constant rustle,
familiar,
comforting.
You can´t have it all,
but you can have these things.