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They fought the tide to own some land
A fight I did not understand
They fought the plow, they fought the drought, they fought the debt
But yet, by God, ... they owned the pride

In retrospect, I'm still ashamed
My heart and soul were not engaged
A flippant mood was all I brought, with sighs, and whys and skipping rocks,
    the day we made the pilgrimage

A stranger to this twilight zone
I was about to step upon the moon,
A cratered space of rocks and sage, of rolling hills, with no escape

She saw it differently, of course 
And though her bones were weary, worn
her eyes were strong.   She saw a home

   Her age was then, what mine is now,
   It had been her life.  It was her vow
   to come again, just one more time.  

   Ten years old,  I'd been dragged along
   I couldn't the great attraction
   Overlooked her deep reaction
   I missed the tears within her eyes

   She scanned the place she left behind
   Her gray eyes drinking up the sun, 
   I saw dust, I saw the sand, 
   Where she saw beauty,  I saw none .....
Nothing more than a sea of weeds, crumbling brick, the rocky creek
A place to shuffle restless feet

The years passed by, and I would learn
a home is more than bricks and stone

The photograph I hold today means more to me than words can say
In the rubble she had found one valiant rosebush left behind
    while smiling in the summer sun, among the rocky hills
I wish I could go back to then
But I can smile,… remembering.
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