Half-Remembered Memory

After Robert Frost's Stopping By the Woods on a Snowy Evening

windows down in the car and 
old music that plays to the miles 
that we make our way down highways to, 
Surgeries, parties, funerals, visits we go,
To states, strangers, and families but not before 
the windows down, the music up, I 
and my sister and the Indigo Girls blending into sleep 

Posted in response to the challenge Nostalgia.

twoblueviolets

OH

16 years old

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