IRL

Tuesday~May 12, 2009



We sat on the side of the hill in the grass and the sun.

I thought,
This is all I want to do right now.
This is the only place I'd like to be.

We talked about family and faith and life.
We shared a burden or two,
A laugh and then a cry.

It's different now, you said.
We email, we text, we tweet, we facebook, we blog.

It's true.
We don't sit on the side of a hill in the grass and the sun.
Or not enough anyway.
No.
Not enough.



We've got just one more thing,
Always another task.
Send this message
return this text
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write a post
forward an email
leave a voicemail


I miss the time when we took the time,
To sit on the side of the hill in the grass and the sun.
More often.

I want to see faces.
I want to hear voices.
More often.
At my table
or in my car,
Around a campfire,
or on the side of a hill in the grass and the sun.

I want you to know my laugh, it's a crazy one.
I want to see your smile.
I want to watch the color of your eyes
change from fine to sad
or tired to joyful.
I want to sit on the side of a hill, my friends.
More often.

(all photos courtesy of flickr)