It Didn't Really Matter
We stopped here and there
along the road trip
trying to find a place to sleep
It didn't matter to me where
as I wanted to sleep in your arms
anywhere
I would have been filled with gratitude
for just that
regardless if it was
under the snow
in the soil
entangled in roots
or to be in the bed
that thunder and lightening slept
It didn't really matter at all