Sitting in my bedroom
Staring out the window
The Foothills stare back.
Something about their height
Looming above the gray clouds that
Loomed above my heart, felt safe and comforting.
I am homesick for this sight -
The mountains held me safely in their basin where
I floated on my back staring up at their grandeur.
Anywhere I looked they were there
Surrounding me loosely enveloping all I loved
Even the memories I shouted to them to forget.
I can't get over their immovable strength
The only thing that moved them was my faith
To leave them...
I have put my hand to the snowplow and
Have looked back... does this mean I am
Not fit to return to the Foothill's protecting shadow?
You are most certainly fit Jo. That's the beauty of HOME, it always welcomes you back!
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Ya missin' home, eh? Is this the mountain idea I gave you? If so, woohoo!
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