Home…a poem
she built her home
out of magic
the walls
were formed from
bits of poetry
random words
torn memories
and pages
from her favorite books
sunshine
moonbeams
love
flowers
and chocolate
made up the ceiling
and yes
there were
shreds of rage
and revenge
moments of
loss
and despair
that sometimes
littered the floor
but the cats
and trees
brushed those things aside
covering her nest
with beautiful leaves
sparkles
birdsong
and soft contented
purrs
Photo: Mikaela Stenström
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