hard to break

One hundred years from now
My bones will be all that remain
Under a slab of granite rock
Placed “in memory of Philip James”—
Until then though, I choose to think
About you and me in love,
Homework tomorrow, getting a job,
Remember what I was dreaming of—
Because living is what life is all about
There’s no time for waiting or regret
But taking a minute to make a wish
Is a habit I won’t forget.