Tuesday, February 23, 2010

The Road Home

When I was a kid, with my parents driving home

when we turned onto our street

I'd close my eyes and imagine which part of the road we were on

then I'd look to see.

I knew the feel of that drive so well

I was always right.


  1. I remember playing that game too....Thanks for reminding me.

  2. I love this! I remember doing the same thing and when we moved back to our home town after a short time in Alaska, I still remember the smell of my Grandma's street and the special feeling of being home.

  3. Your entries to this blog are way too creative!