Post 208: November, sun, warmth, pansies, camellias, Cliff’s HOT DOGS

by Carol Bass

RETURNING HOME, #1

Outside Walterboro
to fetch the packet of credit cards
I left at Cliff’s Hotdog Station

there in the afternoon sun
a cloud of tears in the country graveyard
a couple embracing
spinning away in sorrow

past homemade cypress chairs
around a spreading oak
I pictured them
in another time
small children squealing

riding through November
near Russell Creek
pansies being planted

fragrant camellia bushes
holding the woods
afternoon warmth coaxing the petals’ sexy smell

palmetto leaves dripping gold
riding over bridges toward home
loving every breath, every leaf
each moment
every being

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