You asked me if I realized
Just how long
Just how far
Just how much
We had managed to amass over three decades on this road
I told you I wasn’t surprised because it felt like we had just started the trek
Them we both recalled the many who had gone
The many who had joined our fold
The lessons we had learned and those we had ignored
Recognizing the feeling of yesterday that should have felt more aged against a today that had come much too quickly
I told you what I missed most about myself, about you and about us
You agreed and disagreed all in one response
You nursed your red as I bit an olive
The spirits adding to the nostalgia wrapped in happy that sat with us at the bar
Today the third wheel in our midst, the once-distant-stranger, now a permanent passenger on our journey
Breaking through the dense fog of reality to pinpoint the mist of moments most important
Reminding us that the once we create has to be enough because this once is all we get in these current costumes we wear
So you nurse the red and I bite the olive
Putting our heads together to plan a simple tomorrow as the third wheel knows his job for tonight is done
Juan Day At A Time 