I dreamed that we were heading up to
the Smoky Mountains to join Mother and Daddy
for another camping adventure.
The children were excited for campfires, hiking and exploring
the trails, hoping to see a few Black Bears......
We so loved the journey riding from Tennessee
over the mountain to North Carolina....
I dreamed we were going home for Thanksgiving....
the house would be warm and welcoming....
the smells of Mother's cooking filled the house......
We normally arrived between midnight and 1:00 in the morning....
they both waited up for us, sitting on the sofa and watching TV....
I would take a quick tour of the house to see what was new
before going to bed...in my room where I grew up.....
I dreamed with vivid eyesight and marveled
at all the colors of Autumn we experienced together...
Sometimes the season is bittersweet.....memories held dear.....
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