Monday, March 28, 2011

HOME


An uneasy calm prevails on the house
Till the sun downs.

Then she returns from her work.


A gentle tap at the door dozing in wait.
He opens the door.
She smiles into his eyes.
He frowns first, then sighs.

The door all awake shuts them inside.

The fridge in the corner pricks up its ears.
The screen of the TV bursts into hues.
The plants on the sills are all upright.

Waving the drapes wind joins.

The lights shine brighter
The air turns warm as she gently slips into the chair.
An easy peace settles in the home

Till the morning breaks.

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