Infinite

(At the end of the night, 
when I counted my blessings, 
I found that the pages weren't enough
to hold them. 
The words spilled over, 
spilled out, 
my heart stretched against my rib cage,
a balloon full of giggles. 
2nd avenue lay quiet outside the window 
a soft summer breeze
and all the rest of our days
still 
ahead.)