you have a beautiful provenance rippled my grandmother
in my dream as if she were harp strings
and I laughed
how could I not agree
everyone almost loves the home
they grew up in
I would not want any other
even the house I imagined when a child
would come to me unexpectedly
wrapped, a little large under the Christmas Tree
that fitted me exactly
with shutters the colors of roses
with time at my disposal
a tiny front yard
mary angela douglas 13 march 2016
in my dream as if she were harp strings
and I laughed
how could I not agree
everyone almost loves the home
they grew up in
I would not want any other
even the house I imagined when a child
would come to me unexpectedly
wrapped, a little large under the Christmas Tree
that fitted me exactly
with shutters the colors of roses
with time at my disposal
a tiny front yard
mary angela douglas 13 march 2016
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