Hiccup in Time

Totally Optional Prompt:
For this week's prompt, revisit a place, person, or idea that was once familiar and that you haven't seen in a long time. Has it changed, or have you?

Dad drove our old Chevy
across the Kansas plain

From knees of baby fat,
I stretched to see out.

Between two farmed hills
a familiar house sat,

my pleas to visit
met Dad's sorry, babe

those folks are strangers,
we’ve never passed this way.

Part of me went up those steps
to that leaded glass door

and into the home I knew,
one I’d loved before.


Post-processed digital photo by Sue

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