backroads...

i see the days
have covered themselves with so many nights
along this road
that turns in so many ways
between fields with grass above the knees
and a breeze...that breeze...


that used to blow her hair across her cheeks
while she spun the car radio dial
looking for songs
that were new to us then


...now familiar to my heart

© Gerry Mattia 2024
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