This was written in 2011. We were back for a few years in my hometown area of Waterbury Ct. We’d drive back and forth on Grandview Ave. Same time five days a week. Many times we’d see the same people walking same time everyday.
Grandview Avenue
We were walking
Hand in hand
Up the hill
In the rain
You had your bright red scarf
Wrapped around your head
Traffic swished
Lights on
Wipers squelching
We didn’t know what the day would bring
But I turned my face up to the sky
Trusting my own two feet and you to guide me
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