beloved country roads
the images that went
past my mind and
to my soul
now old friends
and around the bend
seagulls rise
from corn stubble
winter fields
beloved country roads
the images that went
past my mind and
to my soul
now old friends
and around the bend
seagulls rise
from corn stubble
winter fields
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Country roads, back roads, scenic routes, I love so many of them. They imprint themselves on us more than most highways can.
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Thank you – “imprint” is the perfect word.
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