Posted: October 10, 2012 by briannaadkins in BriannaA

You will come to a quiet town

surrounded by trees that dance in the wind.

Every so often

you’ll see a small business hidden by the mountains.

Keep driving…

Passed the Chevron gas station, beyond the playground, and over the railroad tracks.

Find the blue building, the worn out “Colane” sign barely hanging on.

You will come across small houses, pastel in color.

The cracked sidewalk runs beside the metal fences, leading you to where

I call home.

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