A poem I wrote when I found out we had to leave our NM home where we had livedfor12 years. |
My Tribute To This Place I've Called Home I am finding that when you are to go away What you leave behind becomes more dear This is how I am feeling about this place tonight as I walk along your silent road the sky over me so blue the sunset pink and orange casts a light over every rock and blade of grass, every bush of rabbit brush and Juniper tree We were so in love with you New Mexico your enchantment found its place in our hearts five children native here elk hunting I loved so much the starry endless sky at night airstreams make happy homes I learned well what to appreciate water, warmth, a soak in a tub a friend near by to confide in those simple precious days with christians and the ghosts when they left us behind I know what it means to love peace to struggle, to hope and to strive how the heart would ache for far away places and that longing for far away friends I have learned how wonderful food can be to prepare and please people with driving long distance to get any where and all the rides home were so welcome to see people come to let loved ones go hope never left he was a faithful friend for all the roots I have to dig up I want to leave some behind I want to keep you I made you mine I wont forget you my heart will always know you you made me who i am stay here so when i yearn for you i will find you again |