Home Sweet Home

Posted byEugiPosted inPoetryTags:, , ,

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

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"Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words." - Robert Frost

29 thoughts on “Home Sweet Home”

  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.

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    1. 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.

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

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