I wonder often this, wonder it when sleepy, when bored, when...

I wonder often this, wonder it when sleepy, when bored, when elated by a life shared. I wonder it when she’s baking, laughing, wandering through a forest. I wonder it when making love, when fighting about something so inconsequential you can only laugh of it the next day. I wonder it, and probably always will.

.

Explain it slower,

I don’t understand your love

or how I’ve earned it.

“

— Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson (at Helena, Montana)

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