Visiting the homestead

Where mom and pop

Reside,

Shoveling red clay dirt

Like ashes over a fire,

I cover my past,

Hide the lies,

Bury my dreams,

Sever the ties.

Relieved,

I finally breath.

 

via Daily Prompt: Relieved

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