marc chagall
a homely place
i see you plain as day
real as life upstairs in the hall
on your toes dancing
as you do when you're happy
living the life you had glimpsed
so many years ago i see you looking at me
as only you can without a hint
a trace a suggestion of anything but contentment
i see you at peace a feeling almost lost to you
nearly lost now found in this place
this homely place to which we've returned
this crossroad of domesticity where so long ago
we imagined we'd be and now
we step into our dream-come-true world
this union station of our home
where we once stood and stand again
Poetry by one trick pony
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Written on 2016-08-23 at 07:39
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