Last Wednesday morning my alarm went off at 5:30 am
so we could leave early to go
Over the river and through the woods,
to grandfather’s house (in St. Louis).
Then…
this morning —
in a blink of an eye
the alarm clock woke me from a dreamy sleep
at 6:00 a.m.
in St. Louis, Missouri
for nine hours of driving time
and for some, sleeping time
Did five days really pass that quickly?
Many new memories were made
(which I’ll share later)
but for now,
it’s good to be home
and heading to my own bed.
Later.
