Our life in between is somewhat a blur, rarely in focus
filled with play dates, battle of the minds, and quiet movie nights
choosing battles is always a chore
seeing the gray multiply faster than I can count
but when it's just us
hanging out at the beach
talking about your friends
the infamous talent show you spend a year planning
the cartwheel you need to perfect
the almost there splits
the search for the perfect seashell
the heart shape rocks
the important things to you at the age of nine
makes for a perfectly blurry life
