Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Home Sweet Home

I never thought it would feel like this. Sadness beyond the bayou. The road rolling beneath us as our weary eyes gazed into the distance. Rain pelted from up above as the tears rolled down her face. I grabbed her hand, but her face couldn't hold in the pain. It had been two years since we took the road traveling into the city that care forgot. I knew it wouldn't be an easy transition, but we made it our home. Everyday became a new beginning for the both of us in our new life together and the city became ours.

Tiny traces of Sunday mornings at our little home with the dog and the paper resting not far from my hand. Lazy weekends, festival weekends, family functions, and the late night poker nights. Sweet remembrances of what our first home. The tears and rain was away the last day we spent living on the bayou.

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