Long ago I had a dream
Of wishes come true for you and me
It amazed me how so much could be right
In the day and in the night
I counted the steps to your house and was pleased it was 600
It was a perfect number
599 would get me to your door out of breath wanting to see you
601 would get me to your door past patience and out of control
600 made me want you just enough to hold you tight and make you feel like the most important in the world
So 600 is just the right distance between us
So keep it so- don’t move too far or too close

Other tracks marked the way
When I counted the 600 steps the other day
They were not my steps
Some were too light- they were made by someone who did not take the journey to your door serious
Some were too heavy- they were more interested in their own desire than yours
Some were an uneven pace- they wanted what they could get before you noticed their greed and selfishness
Others stopped to pause along the way- they were not sure of your love and charms
I ignored them- for my steps were just deep enough- I took my love for you serious
My pace was even- I was dedicated to your happiness and knew my mission and my heart’s desire
There are no pauses in my gait- I am certain of my love for you
But the steps went to the same door as mine
Had they been let in?
I’ll never look at the 600 steps the same again…
Maybe 800 is a better number?