The Softer Side of Heaven

Wake me there, when the sun rises on a better day. We share love, laughter, and together we shoulder the weight of the uncaring world. It's a miserable burden to bear alone, but with the many strong backs of good friends and brothers like mine, the yoke is nothing more than a reminder to appreciate all that we have. Love the ones who love you, and remember to save a little love for yourself. This mess is a dream; when it's over and we wake, all we'll take with us is the love we've saved along the way. Maybe that's why love is so hard to give. Maybe that's why it's so hard to hold onto. Maybe I can earn it.