Sometimes

Sometimes
The things we want and need
Don’t come wrapped in one package
Like we see in our dreams

Sometimes
Things we want
Don’t come in wrapping paper
Sometimes
They come in smiles
And long nights with friends

Sometimes
The things we need
Don’t come in prescriptions
Sometimes
They come in  quiet evenings alone
And  in memories of times gone by

And sometimes
They come
Tightly bundled together  
In the small uncountable moments
You never knew you’d miss