First digital answer to Your prompts…
That means 11 years ago.
Really though, a lifetime, now that i know.
I don’t let myself go back too often.
Sometimes my minds takes me there.
Whisks me back. In an instant.
Wind whipping my hair
Mirrored onto the straight inner state highway
Sleepy towns whizzing by
As we leave the bay behind
Radio blasting, his jokey singing,
newest funky VW project in tow
Rolling down the road, weekend escape ahead,
Just Papa and me.
I’ll look down at my hand, the me of 10 years discovering a note clenched in fist, scrawled in haste,
Short, but heavy. Now that I know.
SAVOUR EVERY MOMENT
I’ll glance over at dad, drink in his face
his lively, expression filled face,
and his eyes
vibrant, open eyes
and savor this view, this drive.