Next Time Hana

They say that Maui nō ka ‘oi, and I,

once upon a time, agreed, when we

didn’t have to fight the snake of tourist buses

choking the Hana Highway, a simpler time I

want to recover, when I can go back,

brave traffic to sit beside the seaside at Hana,

fertile ground for fairy tale recollection,

images faded lace and gauze with time,

so many years camped there, my family and I,

fishing with my father, my mother singing,

cooking over a campfire, glowing, the ghosts I’ll see

sitting with me, picturing the way it was

in the days when Maui really was the best,

my journey back in memory of a happily ever after.

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