Roots Poem by Carolyn Brunelle
Roots
A hillbilly girl
and a hillbilly boy
called the Smokey mountains
home
till they embraced the
the military life,
that would send them
all over the world.
“Everywhere” was home
till one day it was time to follow
their hearts back to their children.
Then home became the place
where family welcomed
a grandpa and a grandma;
where they could grow old,
and finally sink roots again.
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