long time gone

mists rises over cattails
and the rain drizzles down through it
the trees shed water
miniature water falls from every needle
funny how
after a few years away
home always seems like a stranger
but that isn’t the real truth
we leave and return
and we aren’t the same
the things that remain don’t fit anymore

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