Why the Lottery

He drives seventy miles to work, the lottery is 26 million, and the things he would do. He thinks of the ranch style house, with the wrap around porches. It’s a long drive, long enough to put real details in this daily daydream. The driveway is lined with pecan tree’s not the typical cherry blossoms. He sets the layout so he could accommodate his interests, years of this. He does not do this because he wishes for a different life. He’s not ashamed of what he has. He’s a proud person, loves his family, enjoys his job, and lives a simple life.

Today he started the daydream different….”She’s beautiful”, he smiles, and “Just do it” he says.
He drives seventy miles to work, the lottery is 26 million, and all he can think about is how to tell her good morning. It’s such an easy thing to do, two words, a simple gesture. “Good Morning” but she is today’s daydream, time to put seventy miles of detail in to it. First impression was pure perfection, he can look at her sideways and she still seems to be such a reach for him. She’s beautiful and deserves to be told every day. Now three words, "Good Morning Beautiful" that is simple enough, if it were a ten mile daydream. Second impression, her smile matches her eyes, so addictive that he does not even have to close his eyes to imagine them, and he smiles. Show her that… :) Good Morning Beautiful that will work it says good morning, lets her know he thinks she is beautiful, and the :) should show that thinking about her first thing in the morning makes him smile. Twenty miles left, I wonder if she likes pecan trees. He adds two rocking chairs on the porch. He sets the layout so he could accommodate their interests, years of this. He does not do this because he wishes for a different life. He’s not ashamed of what he has. He’s a proud person, loves his family, enjoys his job, and lives a simple life.

Today he started different…the reach is now next to him.
As he goes to leave for his seventy mile daydream, He smiles, whispers “Good morning beautiful”, and kisses her forehead. She does not budge. He just looks at her and says to himself, “My 26 million”…

People win the lottery; everyday someone has a chance to make a daydream come true
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Posted: Sep 2016

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Comments (2)

PlainoldJaneonline today!
Very deep!
morgen90210
I didn't understand the last few verses
who or what is she ?
very taleful poem
thank you
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