Bright lights in the big city, great food, family, and friends, dreams and possibilities.Hope floated in wide night skies, memories, breath and memories again. I don't remember feeling the sting of absence as a child as I played on the soft green grass that grew in Daddies yard, moments again passed...reminded me of my own children...waiting...hopeful, dreaming.
I thought of times more innocent than these of financial obligation, love and then love again. My mouth waters at the taste... love. Its bitter scent fills my nostrils and I choke...love.
Bags packed, good-byes said, pocketed for next time, kept hart warm and marinating for a re-birth of long awaited kisses from now southern lips. Different like spring-time...new.
Glad to be back feeling my way through this dry spring,
Miss Know It All
1 Wonderful Comments About This Post!:
your love of the spring and love itself emanates through your words...so good to have you back. Your presence brought joy and splendor to your fathers spirit...know that!
Love you,
Saniyyah
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