You Can't Have It All

But you can have the sweet, crunchy taste of the delicate Ferrero Rocher melting in your mouth, like a gift being sent down from the heavens. You can have your 16-year-old sister who’s dancing at a party, call at 2:00a.m and say “I need picking up.”

You can have the evergreen trees with the soft, summer leaves blowing off and dancing in the wind, and the fresh red apples polished so fine, and swinging on the strong brown branches.

You can have your dad’s eyes, and your mom’s sweetness, the sweetness that says, think of others first, don’t think about yourself, put others before you.

You can have food, millions of different flavours and smells, though not all of them appeals to everyone, like a dress that your sister likes but not you.

You can believe in yourself, and then you usually achieve, but only if you try. You can have music in your ears, music that makes you smile and dance, and music that just warms your heart.

You can have tears rolling down your cheek, and landing on the tile floor. You can have them caused by pain, of range, or depression, any, but hopefully, you don’t have to cry.

You can sit next to a hot fireplace on a soft, woollen rug drinking a cup of sweet, hot cocoa, and watching your favourite TV shows, while your parents are in the kitchen making a Sunday roast.

You can have water, air, earth and fire, and the taste of a sour, springy lemon juice splashing down your throat, from the sugary pancakes your dad made for you on an early Sunday morning.

You can have a dream, a dream you never forget, or a dream that was a waste of your time. You can have a nightmare, a nightmare that pictured you having to go a full day of shopping for your older sister. You can have inspirations, things that just inspire you, things that put a smile on your family, and things that entertain yourself.

You can have a voice in the air, or in your mind, that whispers five words that you should always remember, because you can have what you like, but you only need the greatest gifts, like family and friends; so remember the five words:

You can’t have it all.