Home Sweet Home


I moved to a city two and a half hours away.
In hopes of a better life, a job.

I'm either brave or crazy
with four kids in the house.

Just one floor of a house
a larger rental fee.

The plate was from dollar tree
the one that burnt down
in the city 
we came from.

At the time
it made me happy,
the plate

it probably still
does

and for now
this is our home sweet home



 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

The Gift

Image
I pull out the  newest  tea towel - a set. She just moved into her first owned  house. She took  the time  and bought  me towels - two. For my new life. I miss her voice,  but imagine it. As I wipe the droplets of water from the dishes. I miss the tea, the teaching, the friendship. Wrapped in this gift is a 100 memories. I dab the droplet that fell from my eye - with the center of the yellow flower.  
Read more

THE VIEW

Image
The kiddos  are at the park. I'd doing dishes by hand, no dishwasher. I love  the blue soap it makes my dishes sing. A strange ache though. I don't know this view. Nothing is familiar. A tinge of sadness. A smattering of lonliness. Hope I look  at my plants, and pour them  banana tea...  
Read more