Wow! This one is haunting. "Terrible mistake" hurts my heart. The poor mother. "Homesick"In late summerMother and Iride the train Eastheat rises off the tracksmaking them dance and bend and blurAnd our coach caris stiflingalmost unbearableeven so,when we get to the dormsMother unpacks my trunkand makes me donmy new winter coatwith the high fleece collaralong with the matching Cossack's hatand fur-lined glovesI tell her I look ridiculouspoint out the white flowersin the stone planteron the patiojust behind meprotest that I am suffocatingbut Mother insists on a pictureI will not go home againuntil Juneand we both knowwe are infor a longcoldwinter(C) Carol Wilcox, 2016
Oh, those details you bring into this one. Just like a mother...so sad and so hard to say goodbye. Well caught. xx
What Amy said! WOW -- the details!!
Wow. I love this thinking back and thanking back.xx
I remember that hat:the one you gave to meas a joke for my birthdayand then watched with surpriseas I tried it on, fit it perfect,and then wore it everydayas sort of clarion call to the world that I would neverbe tamed.Kevin