Monday, November 26, 2018

too thin a word

so good to be home
for lunch
this early in the day.
the rain
a curtain of wet cold
coming down.
no sounds
but that. the percussion
on the panes,
the roof.
the tin house of birds
below.
so good to be home
in the comfort
and bliss
of quiet and warmth.
blessed beyond measure
with love
from others.
having been given so
much for so long.
forgiven too.
grateful is too thin a word
to name this feeling.

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