Myrtle green with barely tinted windows, I named her after my mom's mom. She lives in Virginia Beach and is six years of age. My dear brother (I miss him alot) is taking proper care of her, but I miss her and the other things on Rosaer Court. The labyrinth of Rosaer roads in Fairfield starts playing in my mind like the music of a distant movie.
It's home to me and my family: David, Daniel, Mom, Dad, and Holly! I'll see them all soon, but it's been quite a while. I've been sad and happy nearly every day, remembering their smiles.. It was my place of dwelling for many years plus some tears, and witnessed me grow in more ways than one. Through short hair and long, mom and dad had a bed for me and a fridge full of food, while 616 quietly enjoyed my company and ancestors before me too.
Back to Nancy.
She's seen Princess Anne road several million times, en route to the house of chicken sales. Grandpa helped make her my own back in the day, and she's heard me sing more than anyone alive. But what I always say, because it's been true since the first day we were together, is that
I'll always be hers, even when she's not by my side.
My faith in her is so strong, and I hope she'll be there when I come home.
When I come home.
- Michael Stephen
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