Home Sweet Home

this old house,

its lights dim

with each passing day,

aging bones creak

and yawn, while

seduced by

a patinaed facade

Oh, the stories,

their essence drifts

like the aroma

of freshly baked bread

warming the cockles

of one’s heart

nestled where quaint

meets cozy,

its cherished charm

becomes one

with life forever

etched in our soul

What do you see # 109 – November 22, 2021

-Eugi

Image credit; Pixabay ( free images)

About Eugenia

“I would rather be amongst forest animals and the sound of nature, than amongst city traffic and the noise of man.” Anthony D. Williams.
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31 Comments

  1. Your poem is the perfect embodiment of home.

  2. Poignant poem Eugi…Love it!!!
    ((hugs)) BellaSita Mum & purrss BellaDharma

  3. Love this Eugi.

  4. A place where treasured memories are made 🙂

  5. Eugenia,

    Lovely poem. This old house has a lot of charm and definitely treasured memories. That’ll be kind of hard to let go of when and if we ever find our new forever home. Thanks for sharing.

    • Thank you, Cathy! When you find your forever home, I’m certain you will fill it with as many beautiful memories that you had in the old house.

  6. This is a great one. I love the photo and the poem. They complement each other very well.

  7. This is so beautiful Eugi. What I would envision my home to be. Thanks for joining in my friend

  8. A splendid analogy

  9. Very heartwarming 🙂

  10. Things that became, too, aged, that we hold, closest, to, our, hearts…

  11. The creaking of the old bones resonates with me. Must be the weather! Your poem creates a lovely atmosphere of warmth and contentment, Eugenia.

  12. Love the line “quaint meets cozy” .

  13. I love this beautiful poem, Eugi! Great imagery and very meaningful. 🙂

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