it all with my wheelbarrow for the gardens she created around the first house we lived in.
i did this because i loved her and it made her happy.
but then we moved. moving was not my idea but it also made her happy.
at that house, she did not ask for heaven to be moved. it was okay where it was. but i moved a whole lot of earth. i did this more out of a sense of duty than to make her happy – but still i took satisfaction in doing my duty.
at the house after that, a bit of heaven needed to be moved but not as much earth as 