Friday Love Poem: Dear Pennsylvania

I haven't done a Friday love poem in a while. I thought this would be a good one, with all the family travel coming up soon. :)

Dear Pennsylvania,

You were the road I waked down
when I ran away from home,
the route renamed, untraceable,
but my mother’s lilacs,
still stronger than anything.

Pennsylvania,
my Rumspringa,
the choice made once, stay or go.

I moved to Philadelphia
so that I could say every day
Wissahickon.

Drive north
to my family’s arbitrary landmarks.
We count everything in rest stops.
We fondly remember the Electric City.
We shop carefully at Amish STUFF etc.

I have loved your neatly marked tunnels
through mountains
since I was born.
Hazardous materials,
please take alternate route.
Remove sunglasses.
Did you remember to turn
your headlights off?
We worry about your batteries.