Leaving Tallahassee
A crooning owl sang me to sleep each night
From beyond the great oak that held my torn kite
Ripples from the pool filter heard each morn
Screened in porch that morning glories adorned
Spring came early for twenty-three grand years
Memories that will never disappear
Camellias, azaleas planted with care
Colorful fruit trees will always be there
But walks through my woodland have ended now
Economic struggles would not allow
A lady to live her remaining years
In the home where rain has washed away tears
* For Michael's "A Change of View" Contest
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