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I live in Houston, Texas, and always looked forward to going to see my parents for the weekend in Cuero, Texas. It was my escape from everything and be a kid again.

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Weekend In Cuero

Published by Family Friend Poems July 2010 with permission of the Author.

Drivin' around to the back of the house,
Gettin' out, walkin' in, almost unannounced...

The TV's are on and so are Mother's beans.
Cornbread's in the oven with Daddy's greens...

They both look up with smiles on their faces,
Sendin' away all of life's hard traces...

I couldn't wait to get on that big ole couch,
Layin' around kinda like a big ole slouch....

Not worryin' about what all's been going on,
Because now I'm in Cuero, yes, I'm at home...

Evenin' soon comes and Mother is in bed, watchin' TV in the mirror,
Daddy's in his chair noddin' his head.

The only time that it was ever rough for me there
Is when my brothers had a couch and I had a chair...

But we always did have a wonderful time.
Daddy winnin' at dominoes as he marked the last dime...

The weekend goes by so comfortin' but fast,
And now they're gone forever, because forever doesn't last...

But I can still go there, and a weekend can still start,
Because these memories are not in my head, but in my heart.

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