Childhood promises

On the phone tonight, my nephew said he was gonna build a big house and his moms were gonna live with him. It made me think back to when Nic was just a little boy, when it was him and I taking on the world. He would tell me he was gonna build me a house to the moon, with brown curtains and butterflies. He always had huge dreams. And he shared them. But tonight, I hold onto that childhood promise of brown curtains and butterflies.