Today I'm alone at home; a rare treat.
Alone
The house
silent waiting
Breathing slow and easy
Creaking as the day's warmth pervades
Sounds heard meant for no one
A distant car a robin's trill
Sun though drawn curtains
highlights dust in places never seen before
The house reveals herself for what she is
Silent waiting warming caring
Poetry by josephus
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Written on 2020-12-31 at 03:35
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