Plans Yet To Be Carried Out

Your 86 Volvo.
Santa Monica,
to ride the carousel.
Pants cuffed to the knee.
Cold sand and fish tacos.
Oversized shades with sunscreen.
Smiles in cell phone pictures.
Blanket wrapped up PCH.
Stories and memories retold.
Your 86 Volvo.
“Home,”
to love you.

 

*Note: I actually wrote this poem about 7 years ago, but it has always been one of my favorite things that I’ve written, so I wanted to share it.

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