13th April 2012

Dear Roof Over My Head,

Thank you.  I am grateful for shelter, comfort, warmth. 

Moving - something I know a bit about...

Moving

Will you settle
as quickly as the dust?
And sills, drapes and floors
identify as yours?

In the murk of night will you fret and fever?
Or will peaceful slumber cocoon you,
dreaming under safe ceilings?

Will you stay for months, years, a few?
Will I be there too?
Before time ushers you to your new seat
Every crevice, every corner has a piece of you

Your laughter is in the walls
Your pain on the floor
Your smile in the garden
Your secrets behind the door.


jojobee


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