Looking outside of the van window
Watching the passing scenery
Farms and pastures
Several creeks with bridges
Old abandoned clapboard houses
Antique beauty sings
Homes you can barely see
From the country roads
With long, winding lanes
Fences close in meadows
Undoubtedly used for farm animals
So much seen in just a little time
Three roads or more traveled
It didn't take long
Whispers of nostalgia
Breathed across the country air
Oh, how my heart longs
For something that isn't there
Nostalgic scenery
Created within me
Feelings of nostalgia
And Déjà Vu
Forests singing songs
Of a beautiful season
Lost in the chronicles of time
Created such a poetic atmosphere
And an unknown feeling
That is so hard for even a poetess to describe
Sunlight shining through trees
Sings yet another song
Yet another ode
To a feeling
That no one has ever yet named
Or described
Maybe I am the only one who has felt it
But I can tell you that it felt so good
Sitting there beside my Dad
Lost in feelings and worlds of my own

*~Marian~