what of the road that whines behind
with tell-tale signs and ancient rhymes almost forgotten -

what of the hills that roll and bend and extend
deep into the valleys below them;
the rolling hills that send us back to momma's bosom -

and what of the rivers in this dream, still emerald green
that flow between them?

oh to recall the first time... we wade within them.

Chi2012

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