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Northern California Trippin'
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Northern California Trippin' |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
There was a tree Then another that became three And twice that many again Until it opened up the land. The smells came through The windows and the roof At speed I went along To some hip Clapton song. Which brought this All together for me The smells of summer And of northern pine trees. Of Shasta standing grand Her shape becoming my home again. And of tears I shed For miles on end The thought of which Made me glad agin. |
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Elizabeth
Moderator
Member Ascendant
since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Well, not bad, Michael! Elizabeth I'm grabbing my hat and coat I'm leaving the cat a note Quick call me a ferry boat-getting out of town! |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
At speed I went along To some hip Clapton song. Which brought this All together for me The smells of summer And of northern pine trees. Of Shasta standing grand Her shape becoming my home again. And of tears I shed For miles on end The thought of which Made me glad agin. ------------------- its not the destination... but the roads traveled to get there ... whats that old saying ... "home is where you left your heart" but "they" also say ... "home is where you lay your hat" but then, I dont wear hats ...  more beautiful ponderings Michael, gentle, tender emotions... later, jm What the caterpillar calls the end ... The world calls a butterfly ~LaoTzeTao~ ~Butterflies are meant to be free~ |
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