the road

July 28, 2014 at 3:22 pm 9 comments




his house



is a road of tears floating me home…


sky 7-27

Sunday night – July 27


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a vision in the box…i am…

9 Comments Add your own

  • 1. Morgan  |  July 28, 2014 at 3:28 pm

    Love this ..I relate 😉

    • 2. words4jp  |  July 28, 2014 at 9:09 pm

      For me it is the same road. I know they come back, but it is always hard to say good bye, even if it is only a little while.

  • 3. InfiniteZip  |  July 28, 2014 at 3:59 pm

    Thinking of you my friend;) peace and love sent.

  • 5. hitandrun1964  |  July 28, 2014 at 4:37 pm

    Sigh:( It will be better soon. Beautiful poem.

    • 6. words4jp  |  July 28, 2014 at 9:04 pm

      Written as I was driving home last night…..;)

  • 7. richardankerswrites  |  July 28, 2014 at 6:01 pm

    Sad but beautiful

  • 8. lumar1298  |  July 29, 2014 at 9:53 pm

    Beautiful… Hope you’re not experiencing it though…

    • 9. words4jp  |  July 30, 2014 at 12:39 am

      In a way I do. Each time I drive my boys to their father’s house. I know they are coming back, but i never cease to be sad on the drive which is usually Sunday nights.


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