I drove by a house where I lived once
A dog named Mike is still buried there
Many years have passed with the vision
Of a hawk with expansive wings and a hunter’s glare
Sitting in the backyard

It looks like a dollhouse to me
Way too small
With a tiny mailbox

I want to relax once again as I did
On a velvet green sofa in the living room
Counting pennies
Admiring fresh hand picked daisies

I want to ride bikes
With my sisters again
And buy ten cent candy
From the neighborhood store

I want to be one big happy family again. Mom,Dad,and sisters and laugh until I cry.