Monday 18 November 2019

At last the house, my home,
abandoned, looking lost in the overgrowth of shrubs,
waited for me in the dusk.
The door, unattended over time,
rusted on hinges and creaked...
in a surprise to say, "You have come!"
The spacious interior of my old home
now had a roomy redundancy,
and the table was laid for me in all abundance.
proclaiming in the austerity of its decor
that happiness is such a simple thing.
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