To Grow Tall in a Field of Grass


Then I’d go with you.

That’s what he said to me, his girlfriend of more than two years. We were talking what ifs. What if this country had a draft? That’s what I asked him.

“Shit,” he said, “I don’t know.”

“If this country had a draft,” I rejoined, “I’d have to leave.  I’d have to go to Canada.”

“Then I’d go with you.”

Although simple and thoughtless, there was love in what he said to me, a loving camaraderie, which is everything you can hope to have in your partner.

Be my loving comrade.  Come with me wherever I go and love me.

June 14, 2009 11:30 pm

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