Springtime Sundays
Those Springtime Sundays are etched
Into my heart
No destination
Just driving
Any way the wind would blow
I long for
The winding roads
And the feeling that
Nothing could be better
Than me and you
On a Sunday in Spring
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I miss this feeling
I miss it so much.
It’s a life-long indulgence for us. (Because of poetry my wife went by herself today.) At least we have a Prius.
It was my mom and me. I used to pull up the Weather Channel, watch for Local on the 8’s and we would literally drive whatever way it said the wind would blow.
I haven’t gone on many long drives since she’s been gone.
What a beautiful feeling and sentiment.