Going Home

A Poem By Raine // 3/25/2012

Turn right off the highway

and onto the dirt road, then

take the first left.

Down the dusty hill and left again.

Keep going. Just before the next hill

there's another road. Take it.

Your life moves on like

this winding road.

Past the sagging house

with the empty windows and on to

The next house, just across the

irrigation canal

where poplar trees brace

against the wind

and sunflowers grow in the corn.

It's the face in the window

that waves and disappears

the door that flies open

the people who love you

that have been waiting.

Comments

That was pretty. :)

That was pretty. :)

Erin | Sun, 03/25/2012

"You were not meant to fit into a shallow box built by someone else." -J. Raymond

I could picture this

I could picture this perfectly.

 Your life moves on like

This winding road.

Anna | Mon, 03/26/2012

I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right. --The Book Thief

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