There’s Some Place Like Home

The sticky, hot sun rained down as the

The gallant horses ran like scared mice.

The barn reeked of pancakes, 

the house was scented with oats.

The young grew older as 

the kittens approached each night milking 

the laughter out of the children.

The old grew younger

As the childless became with child.

While the destructive fire ants created a new home 

Full of aunts, uncles, and sisters.

They were free from decisions, 

They were bound by terrain.

Life was different here as they galloped on 

horseback and spoke with a twang.

In many ways it stayed the same.

It felt like home yet it was

thousands of miles away.