I hear him tell his best friend
that he wants a small house
with a nice garden
lots of friends
a job he loves
an older boy and a younger girl
a funny wife
and I didn’t know
until that moment
that this is the proof we get
after all the driving
and the wiping
and the phase where he could only fall asleep
if I sang songs about geese
that it was all worth it
even if just for now
to know that in his imagination
with infinite endings
he chose this.