Driving home alone,
I’m accompanied by the sun,
the trees wave hello,
the cows look up and moo.
the horses give a hearty neigh,
and when I arrive home, the breeze
whispers,”The moon’s coming soon”.
JDG
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aholdingplace 
What a lovely coming home conversation, Joan.
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lovely! Glenda
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