I forget how to write
But see my shoes by the door
And as simple as it is
I feel at home
There they stand as symbols of place
Of really belonging somewhere
Of coming into a home and resting our feet
Marking the place in which we are lucky to reside
The place we call home
I love you tender
You feel like home
A place I've wanted to be for so long
And yet I love you more and more each day
I feel warm with you
And you feel home
We were both blue that the heating wasn’t on in your apartment and that it wouldn’t be on for some time and that you’d have to write another complaint
But just as you went into the bathroom to shower
And just as I lay down in bed, cold hands and feet
I heard the murmur of heat, the sigh of warmth
The relief of home
And home is relief
Home is hope
April 30th 2023
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