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The sound of home

In the back seat of my sister’s car,
I lie
Next to my baby,
Snoring as he (finally) rests well
After a journey small to big people,
But enormous to the littlest ones


When the air becomes warm,
So thick I feel I could choke on it,
I open the rear door
To let in some air

Still in the car,
But the world feels so much larger

The cool Oregon breeze
Sings songs that make trees dance
As far as I can hear.
I watch their revelry
(Beyond my big red sandals)
And cherish
The sound
Of home


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  1. July 10, 2015 at 5:21 pm

    Return of the red sandals! yayy!! 🙂

    • July 12, 2015 at 5:39 am

      This comment fills me with happiness. I’m emjoying them as much now (or even more) than at five years old. ♡

  2. July 11, 2015 at 7:08 am

    Love the red sandals!

    • July 12, 2015 at 5:40 am

      I had a pair when I was very small. I like ’em even more now. (There are non-red versions in my near future!)

  3. cardamone5
    July 16, 2015 at 6:58 am

    Beautiful, Deb

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