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Nov 2014
I made it.
I’m here.
My inclination is satisfied.
I am welcomed by the fire ants
that now cloak the overgrown grass.
A smile greets me
from the daisies
planted by the Alabama sunshine itself.
A loved filled
“Welcome Back!”, is said
to me from far beyond,
from the fresh, sweet corn
in the rear near my uncle’s old
property line.
A sharp wind suddenly,
steals my lungs true love
and I am carried deep
into a memory I had hoped to keep.
This land, hidden by the red-dirt
road in the backwoods of Bay Minette is
my safe haven
when the world has gone to hell.
“This is why I came”, I say
to myself  before leaving.
This is where I escape the world
and I am free to live in memories.
JaQuise Caldwell
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JaQuise Caldwell
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