leaning out the window
wind caressing your hair
as we pass
winding roads
and open spaces
I learned
to feel happy
on these family drives
we sang old Beatles song's
and laughed
mustard flowers brushing us carefully
as we walked by
lingering on sand
dunes of ice plants
with our picnic lunches
bending to the winds call
~Sarah Mahina Calvello (1996)
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