you're part of it too

i know the way by heart,

but let me 

give you directions in case

you want

to stop by.

bring nothing, but you.

i'll be there before

you arrive.

you take a right at the stop

sign,

then at the light go left,

from there you take

the exit to the highway.

after ten miles or so,

you bear to the left and

turn right at the yield sign.

in the summer there's a field

of corn as far as the eye

can see, but it's autumn.

you're close now.

another mile and into the woods

you go, over the stone

bridge, onto the gravel

and dirt to her cul de sac,

to her wood framed house,

whitened by the sun.

her wishing well out front,

the pond to the side.

the white geese,

the dog barking as your

car arrives.

there she is, her house,

and her waiting with open arms

to all her friends,

you're part of it too.