Painted today, took my box and dogs, painted our hayfields.A day spent, as I now must learn how to live, alone.
Until a neighbor invited me over.
Neighbors, who spoke of you and of my journey.
I am restless, where am I going, he still expects you in our home.
She is ever sweet steady faith.
These feelings of restlessness, yes are bound in rootlessness.
You are gone and could not take me, that has cut my roots,
Leaving me easy to topple.
Leaving me much to consider.
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