in my next life

in my next life
illness will be no more,
horses will neigh in our backyard,
fields of lavender will send thier
sweet scent through my widow,
the sound of the ocean will sing its
lulliby to us every night,
my heart will be at peace,
laughter will be heard at the dinner table
each weekend while old friends tell of stories of long ago,
the first house we buy will be the house we grow old in,
we will take our dog for a long walk after we get home from work each night,
and say "good night" to the sun from our porch as it slips into sleep.