We Sold Our House !!!

I Don't know If I Will Laugh Or Cry. 

My home for ten years.

 Sweet, short, full and loved ten years.

 I raised two girls. Angela now twelve and Amy, nine.
 I raised a husband, my retiring husband- whose heart belongs to Idaho...
 The beautiful, unknown ( to me) Idaho.

 Would I flourish in the land with montains brown ?

 Would I cherish the days of hot summer sun?

 Will I find comfort, 

 Will I miss the ever-flowing water from above,
         that keeps me fresh, day in and day out?

 Would I miss the gray covered sky, 
 The misty fog that touched my cheek- 

     oh, you should know what it's like to walk in the clouds even at noon day

 My home, my garden, I tended them all-

 Would my lovely plants know ? 

 Would they miss me? 

      even the trees and daffodils will wonder, where those tiny fingers go.

 I know they will wonder.

 Would they ask their company, if those ten tiny fingers will find a way,

       to stroke the wet, green arms that sway to and fro.

Ah, to remember that tiny pumpkin patch, 

My backyard that turns yellow to match. 

My fall harvest of wild blackberries, sweet, luscious berries.

My friends, 

Would they come see me ? 

Would I see their faces,

Would I hear their laughter ?
 My tears are falling. I have sweet memories.