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[aid] => mick
[title] => And then there is home
[time] => 2013-07-06 01:02:47
[hometext] => it seems we are always ready to leave our original Home to escape to greener places,new adventures,then comes the time you miss everything you wanted to leave behind
[bodytext] => I remember years ago, wow, boring wish there was somewhere better to go. This place is to quiet, dull I would say I must just take off, adventures, get away escape to somewhere better more excitement and such. And I did, I did...... Now, oh how I long for the peacefilled calm of the night only sounds, the wind in the tree's and windchimes soft and light. The frogs singing out near the pond once inawhile maybe the bark of a dog. The summer time snow flurry produced by the Cotton Woods all lined like old soldiers along the Snake River and those grand old tree's were big when I was small old dear Cotton Woods, blowing puff balls around. The smell of the willows and wild roses and my sheets swaying in summer breeze on the line. At night climbing in to them they so soft and so sweet smelling like outdoor perfume just perfect for me. Driving the four wheel drive on the little dirt roads off to the river and my favorite fishing hole or a bit further still and I was deep in the woods picking Indian paint brush and huckleberries, oh right now I wish I could! The smell of alfalfa blossoms drifting from the big field across from the house and waving at my old friend Mac as he drove by on his tractor, putt putt putt.... helping him heard the cattle down our country road he now long passed, heard his place has now been sold. And then there is home....... [comments] => 5 [counter] => 248 [topic] => 43 [informant] => shelby [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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