Monday, April 24, 2017

iowa girl

she misses iowa.
corn fields.
livestock.
long flat stretches
of nothing.
dirt roads
and fences.
she misses the weathervane
on the barn roof.
the chimes
on the porch.
singing in the church
choir,
every one she ever knew
singing,
praying in their
pews.
she misses her mother
in a long dress
standing at the window
as she boarded
the bus
to take her here.

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