To Alabama our hearts have strayed
from the place as vibrant young souls we once played
Transposed and confused
I thought to myself when we first moved:
Will the beaches still lap up the sand?
Will sail boats still drift us far from land?
Will there be flip flops at Christmas?
And family intact; despite our distance?
Will the Galleria still ooze with adventure?
Will Houston still serve as our splendor?
And now we are looking at houses in DC
and I ponder, is this really for me?
An old familiar song sings in my heart
As I struggle to embrace this fresh start.
Will the locusts hushed chatter still lull us to sleep?
Will the fireflies frolic like fairies amongst the trees?
Will we still rock at twilight from our little porch swing?
Will ambers take flight gyred and dancing?
Will the sun set over a sea of rolling hills?
If we were to ever really leave Huntsville?
Will life be so simple, so close in love?
Without the community ample of
kindred souls who love and aid
whose sense of sincerity never fade.
This is not only the first poem I’ve written in Four Years BUT
This is also a part of Eric’s all inspiring Taboo Word Challenge!
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