driving through the past by auntietk

Writers • Atmosphere/Mood • posted on Feb 01, 2009

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driving through the past sitting in this car this bucket seat driving this car same car all these years driving down this road driving this car same road same road a million times before i remember you used to live down that street years ago oh, so long ago better days i would drive this car drive this road look forward to your company your kitchen conversation i remember where you used to live you used to live used to ten years ago you lived and anyone could see you now i'm the only one who sees you dead gone all these years driving this car down this road this long road same road same road missing you wishing you were my destination .......... Title page created in ArtRage and Photoshop

Comments (20)

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beachzz

12:28AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

I love this, I know it and it speaks to me--wow!!!

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Faemike55

12:31AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

Whoa! that just hits and hits hard!

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3x3

1:47AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

lovely written!

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helanker

2:35AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

So very touching. Sad and touching.. and beautiful.

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bmac62

2:55AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

I've had the same experience...I still own my father's house in Maine...he passed in September 2007...I visited in late September 2008...driving the same car...down the same, dead end road where his little cape Cod style home sits in the woods. Nothing has changed. I'm the same, the car is the same, the road is the same, the house is the same...his bed is neatly made as usual, he just isn't there anymore. The lady's husband across the street has passed, their pet cat who my dad used to feed has died...but everything else is the same. Or is it? I am not holding the house for sentimental reasons...eventually, when things pick up, it will sell.

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durleybeachbum

3:12AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

Ah, Yes!

PD154

7:44AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

very emotional writing here sweetie, NICE!

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NekhbetSun

7:49AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

Love the title of this and it sure strikes a chord with me...most excellent Tara ~

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barbdennist

10:46AM | Sun, 01 February 2009

A very moving piece, as always.

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jeroni

2:07PM | Sun, 01 February 2009

Splendid composition and colors my friend

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hipps13

2:32PM | Sun, 01 February 2009

I sit here with a blank stare cause so true so true wonderful work, Tara May warm hug and love, Linda Kaye

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artaddict2

3:27PM | Sun, 01 February 2009

Lots of feeling and emotion, thoughts, happy, sad, memories ! (I'm not very good at expressing what I'm feeling when I read things like this but you have touched on something here Tara, bless you!) :O)

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ShadowsNTime

5:50PM | Sun, 01 February 2009

Wonderful and very poignant writing Tara! I experienced this just a little over two years ago when I went to Wenatchee to my Gran's house...Thank you so much for sharing this!

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