There are exactly one million and one things that I do not know.
Actually, there may be more (but do not tell my kids).
But I do know this:
me and you and him and her and they and them--
we all breathe the same air.
In through our nose,
We all see,
with two eyes
the reds of the paintbrush
the blue hues of the lupine
(although what if my red was your blue?)
We watch the shadows hide in the dawn,
holding on for dear life
as the light dances in to chase them away.
We all taste
the salt on our lips,
We cry (some of us more than others).
with relief in cool waters at the end of a summer day.
have more in common than it may seem at times.
The sun shines for everyone.