Hills' Drive

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Wildflowers engulf

Lavender atmosphere

Taken aback within

Wilderness

Yellow line

Splits thread down the middle

Ties each side

To its own

Yet this road

This path

Is our meeting place

Forevermore

Cruising down the

Mountain's edge

Rust around the rim

Red thread distant

Red vintage truck

Black wheels spinning

Guns in the back

Rods on the shore

Could we ever

Want much more?

Clouds embark

Dream-like state

Emotion overcomes

Invisible tears drizzle

Alongside this week's

Rain showers

Suppressed shadows lurk

His smile echoes on

His dreams and hopes

For shattered future

Stolen of his past

I thank him silently

Otherwise, deemed crazy

Thank you, Grandpa

Of this glorious

Hills' Drive.

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