Hour 3: Missing the Veranda

 

We still buy coffee from the green siren

that bears the same name – but we live

in a completely different place with an

entirely new environment – we have a porch

 

but less of a view. We have time, but not

as often as we once did. We have artistry

flowing through not only our veins but

the world around us too. There are actual

hummingbirds that appreciate our yard –

 

they bring me reminders of all the people

who dared to leave and they keep the

flowers in bloom – don’t ask me how

but they do. Maybe it’s magic. And I am

 

alive here. Even if it doesn’t quite feel l

ike home. I’m missing the veranda again

 

.-M. Rene’