Back to my old stomping grounds.
Funny how I went so far away so many times to find myself,
But whenever I am here, I feel at ease.
There's a cool wind in the trees.
Many of my friends
and most of my family is here.
I'm not going to linger forever,
but when his face is just across the counter,
When his arms hug me close,
I know why I keep coming back.
I want to walk and run next to his track.
We went hiking at the Dam park on Tuesday.
Now what?
We will see. :-)
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