Home
If I could take you home,
I would,
But my home is apart.
We'd have a lengthy roam
To see
Containers of my heart.
My Princeton loft is my
Best place
For being by myself.
When twilight's drawing nigh
I draw
Adventure from my shelf.
My mermaid beach décor
Fills my
Apartment up with art.
Its here I washed ashore,
Alone.
But this is just the start.
The cabin fire pit holds
Allure
Within its crackling dance.
And into me it folds
This peace
Whenever I've the chance.
For part of me is whole,
Just part,
Upon the sunset waves.
I'm grateful in my soul
For all
The ghosts of me it saves.
But I would be remiss
To skip
My gorgeous second state.
My family whom I miss
Have so
Much power to elate!
Downstairs I have a room
Which glows
In strings of Christmas lights
Which chase away the gloom
Along
With draping fabric brights.
At my favorite cafe
With chai
Beside a fireplace
I always want to stay
For here
Is just the thing I chase.
Yet none of these above
Are quite
What I wish them to be.
For home is what you love
And mine
Did not belong to me.
But through the years I've found
That while
All that we had was tossed,
God turns it all around.
My home
Is fractured but not lost.