I am home

The house stood tallProud and elegantLike it’s been waiting The swing watchedQuite and staticLike it’s been waiting The porch extended its armpainted freshly redDressed elaborately to receive The demon face smilesVainly trying to scareGrossly unable to deceive The furniture sits calmlySure of us to sit with themYet a bit impatient The calendar marks the dateCrossingContinue reading “I am home”