Houses

Houses.
A hundred moments of my life
wild
wanton
like me
A moment in time.
The red duvet on my bed
mother tucked
me in and I
believed in magic
that I would always be safe
in that house
I was.
blue
flowers crept up the wallpaper and
I traced them with my growing fingertip
wondering
if I would ever find the end
black and white tile
in the kitchen where I learned
to tell lies
And a garden behind
the little pink house
I loved that one
Best.
Of all.
Houses where I
grew
wild
wanton
Like me.

 

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