Nothing Yet Everything

A wistful glance out to sea

While she sat silently under the stars

Contemplating the ways of the world

The need to have everything

Marriage, a good job, 2.4 kids and a house

The pressure is immense to fit into the ways of the world

But as she sat there soaking up the night

Delighting in the sound of the waves gently rushing the shore

And counting the stars above her head

She realised something

That having nothing could still mean having everything she ever wanted

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