On the completion of assignments

What I would give to be the ant that you just crushed between your fingers because it had bitten you.

What I would give to walk on the banks of the Seine again.

What I would give to look over rooftops again breathing the same air as you.

What I would give to go for long, aimless drives laughing at billboards.

What I would give to have long, picnic lunches in Central Park.

What I would give to not be complicated and pig-headed and to count before 10 before erupting and spoiling things.

What I would give to cook and sew and let flowers grow.

What I would give for hugs every night.