posted on Dec, 1 2023 @ 09:03 AM
Birmingham, Michigan…A true story…
Your roads are from long ago built within time, the trees your wear our grandfathers seeded. We watch you season after season for time to come.
I grew up on your road seeing rain, snow, hail, blizzards, tornados, leaves of beauty falling off your trees of time. Dogs being walked along your
path, rabbits hunting in your gardens. Deer loitering in your yards eating lower branches, deer eating time so life can restart year after year.
Beautiful birds have landed on your branches for years and years. In the mornings they sing you beautiful tunes. Tunes that change with the seasons of
the Great Lakes.
This street of time is know as the love street. The weddings we have had, the first dates we have kissed on. The love of the pot hole. Yes birds love
the pot hole as it fills up with water.
Seeds fall off the amazing trees to rebuild year after year and for time into eternity.
Every leaf falls before winter roars in, snow plows in the night make things right. Spring rains wash winter away, summer heat can make you fall to
your feet.
All four lives are on the street, your growing up just like me…
This starts over and over again on a beautiful Michigan street…
edit on 1-12-2023 by JJproductions because: (no reason given)
edit on 1-12-2023 by JJproductions because: (no reason
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