we've traveled a long way
these blueberries and i
from a land once abundant with blueberries
where autumn is fading
and winter on its brink
to a place of strangely familiar vastness
but with cacti and heat
where we can climb mountains
and hike valleys
and admire the brilliant sunset at the end of the road
i apologize if the blueberries are rather squished
we've journeyed quite a ways
these blueberries and i
from desert landscapes
to a temperate place
of rolling hills and quaint downtowns
where we can walk on paths
with canopies of changing leaves
where we can throw frisbees in meadows
and sit and talk about the uncertainty of all of this
i'm sorry if the blueberries are stuck together
we've come a great distance
these blueberries and i
through crooked roads and tree covered mountains
to the house where the stars are always bright
and a hundred year old dog waits for a walk
where we can share vegetables and laughter
and appreciate the quiet beauty all around
i apologize if the blueberries are smashed
we've made it very far
these blueberries and i
to rest in the kitchen
of afterschool treats and studies
to sit with you for a moment
and dream of traveling the world
one place at a time
do forgive me if the blueberries are a mess
many miles we have traveled
these blueberries and i
down four lane highways
to busy cities and fruitful farmland
to remember what was
to catch up on what is
to wonder what will be
as we dance to tunes
warmly familiar
underneath stars and amidst the sunshine
and the last of the blueberries
preserved in a jar
i've brought them just for you
from all this way
to the sea on the other side
where we can put our feet in the water
and watch the sun's rising and setting
decorate the sky
as we celebrate family
both old and new
so i hope you'll find a way
to create something delicious
muffins or pancakes or cobbler
and to taste a glimpse of summer
and to remember you are loved
from where the wild blueberries grow
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