The ‘otherness’
of offsprings’ now-homes
offset,
a little bit, by sight of mugs or quilts or something other
brought with them from childhood.
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children. Show all posts
Monday, 15 August 2016
Friday, 21 February 2014
Long gone
Sometimes, stepping out of my bedroom,
my delight in the morning sunlight spilling across the landing
is diluted by the open doors
indicating children are long gone.
my delight in the morning sunlight spilling across the landing
is diluted by the open doors
indicating children are long gone.
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