NaPoWriMo Day #11

Today's prompt was to write about the thing you didn't chose and write directly to it.

Here's my attempt:

What Might've Been

Your winds

might have carried me off
whipping off Lake Michigan
chilling me
to my tropical
bones.
Old friends
might have warmed me
like a cup of lemon tea,
but the sour taste
of being far from
home
would linger
reminding me
that this big city
isn’t mine.
Skyscrapers
pushed to the sky
can’t substitute
for the mountains
that I would have missed
if I had made
a different choice.

by Marcie Flinchum Atkins
April 11, 2010