the road home

 

leaving town, groceries 

and library books tucked away 

in the trunk and back seat

we head home

 

town, such as it is

two-thousand residents

an equal number of summer tourists

recedes in the mirror

 

twenty miles to home

twenty miles of hills and curves

pastures and forest, a two-lane blacktop

and the windows are down

 

 

 





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Written on 2026-06-28 at 18:07

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
A lovely write. It is a charming poem, such that even though there is no reference to it, you can sense love. Blessings, Allen
2026-06-28


ahmud
It’s a childhood memory…. And ever ending process of childhood to adulthood… start from the backseat to the front wheel seat… nice
2026-06-28