It’s there now. I can see it through the window.
It wasn’t there yesterday.
Yesterday was just a spot of ground. Brown, a few rocks, dry.
The colors on the sign – red, white, and blue – the image of a hot air balloon.
What does it mean?
One life uprooted and a new one ready to soar?
So many memories …
That first walk around the neighborhood.
Squirrels chasing one another up and down the trees.
The quiet nights absent horns, planes, neon lights.
Will I miss it all?
But “Sold” is the word of the day.