When the sun finally rose, the ground was white with snow
Covered the houses and the roads, and where the garden used to grow.
I felt tears in my eyes, but I tried to disguise them. I hate goodbyes, in fact, I despise them.
When the sun grew high, the driveway turned to mud
Holding your tire tracks open like a cut.
I stare at the paint paint, chipping away, and swear it looks different.
I stare at the paint, chipping away, and swear it looks different than before.
The grass is much greener. It’s finally spring. The rain hasn’t stopped here in about a week.
I’m growing up. I wish you could see. How tall I’ve become, and are you proud of me.
Things are okay here. It’s hard to explain. Feels a little heavier, but not much else has changed.
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