Wednesday, April 26, 2023
The glow of pre-dusk light streaming through,
colored by curtains hung,
song sung as evening comes.
The house shook with each roar of thunder. She walked slowly through the familiar house. It was the same house but not exactly the same house she knew as a child. A house less crowded now. A house absent laughter of family members gone. A house in need of much repair. A house like her, in need of love.
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