By now... home is looking pretty good... in a way I never.. thought it would... and the town.. I so dreaded to stay... now seems too many miles away... but, I can still see the red light.. ..down by the bank... and the old tavern... where the town drunks.. drank... and the young folks gathered.. at the hot dog stand... I can see them all... yea, I can! I'll bet our driveway.. still needs to be repaired... and mom's artificial garden.. still blooming there.. gee... it's funny..how you remember the little things... in a big way... especially on days.. like today... so far away... so far away... I can still see mom... walkin' with her cane... living for perfection... driving me insane... I can also hear her laughing... it was quite the sound... and sometimes we'd get giggling.. till our stomach hurt deep down I hear mom telling me... how much she loves me so... How much I really mean to her.. she said...I'd never know... but.. now I think I do.. it's true... I do... I miss the things... I never thought I would... never thought I could... must be cause I'm growing older some... naw... that was bound to come... the missing home... they all miss home... when they're grown. .. love you Beege...
Reason for writing:
I am very proud of you Beege.. After talking to you on the phone today I realized how much you miss home. Just keep in mind that you'll be coming home soon. Graduation is on the 11th and then A school... December will be here in no time. I will be waiting to greet you as will Corinth, NY
Birth sign: Pisces
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