teary pet goodbye
gives way to mountains and plains
peppered by gray sky

storms hover past us
as curvy roads snake Texas
with speeds much too high

we drive till sunset,
kiss the red canyon good night,
find our hobbit hole
a guilty mother:
the only kind i can be
as a working one.
in this tragic life
whose pain touches all of us
we must find beauty
around the curved path,
falling angel-like from trees,
a blue mountain view,
the eyes of a child,
the joy of family outings–
hope that love will live
Location:S Leyden St,Denver,United States