A long road begets bumps.
So we bump and chuckle. We shoot and miss
each other and we drive
our love away.
Many moons rise and fall and slide
into our home still
I feel your hand in mine and you
you
you as always:
you're the right road.
Note: After many months with the Kid all up in my bizness, he's been gone for a week. And -- duh -- I miss him.
10commentsBrilliant Person Wrote...
Awesome, Ms. P. I love this.
Yep. It's pretty much like this.
Not this week, though. Tool Man is sick and I'm sort of ready for him to hit the highway...
But other than that? Yep.
thanks, hon
That was really, really nice.
Sweet. The Pixies and your post.
Well matched. Black Francis would be tickled pink.
Awww. And he commented. I mean! Shut up.
LOVE love it.
The opening bars of "Here Comes Your Man" always make me grin.
Lovely blog you havee
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