words cannot describe 
how much these hills feel like home
(what was once my home)

an empty highway,
a rural life, cloudy skies
and. oh yes. this lake.

you can’t picture it.
so let me draw you a map.
my Finger Lakes love.

yes, it’s just a store.
you can only imagine
what a store could be.

Colorado born
yet half my childhood is
upstate New York bred

can you taste the plums?
fresh from the roadside farm stand 
just pop them in. wait.

you’ll be here with me.
choosing the best ears of corn. 
loving, loving life.