"A Thousand Miles "
*****A Trip Back *****
I set out one day,
to drive along an old familiar way.
The road was long and winding,
along the sage and sand,
between the canyon walls.
It used to take us home back then,
but now is just a lonely, western road.
As I passed a field I saw a deer,
and turned my head
to tell her what I'd seen.
Echos to the empty air ,
for she wasn't there.
Though as I drove along, it seemed she was,
as were the children, too, beside me.
For the old familiar sights along that road,
brought back the things that used to be.
So real they were,
that more than once,
I spoke aloud or reached to touch.
And lost in time and love,
I traveled on.
For they were with me on that day.
Though I later knew,
they were a thousand miles away.
I never found how long it took,
to take that trip.
Seemed as though,
I drove those years, in just an hour or so.
© 1982 Cal Richardson