Saturday, January 17, 2015

All 'Roads' Lead 'Home'

Down the hill from Treehaven, a second place I would have called home.

Chewed up again by my employment path (damned ole radio), I took her there - fifty miles north in the neighboring state.

I woke up early the next morning, walking around the small field wondering what went wrong this time. Buried deep in my dismal reflection.

I felt something from behind. Alas, it was one of the horses nudging me from behind. As if to say, "I know you are lost, can I help."

My long-time friend, who's home it was said today, "I don't remember much about that time but I am not surprised those two horses would behave that way." Sometimes certain animals know just how a human feels.

© 2015 Buzz Hill

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