Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Call from home

Mom called me today
standing in front of 8255

Explained how the trees had grown
neighbors house dingy
paved driveway instead of stone

I stopped to wonder
to go back now, lonely and cold
everyone gone and grown old

Hanging on memories, just like I have seen
vowed that would never be me

Funny how times and moments
you took for granted, bored teenager mood perhaps

If only I stepped back like I do now
appreciate the scene
like a fine work of art

Wherever family is
there is my heart

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