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She's Home
And so I came
Foolish I was...
At her door
That goddamn door
That once locked me in
That shut out my cries
Didn't care if I wanted in or out
Never once did it creak
And here I stood
Like a child, lost
Ringing a broken doorbell
Floorboards stirring
She was home
And like a mother, nurturing
She answered me.
Art by John Kenn Mortensen
Foolish I was...
At her door
That goddamn door
That once locked me in
That shut out my cries
Didn't care if I wanted in or out
Never once did it creak
And here I stood
Like a child, lost
Ringing a broken doorbell
Floorboards stirring
She was home
And like a mother, nurturing
She answered me.
Art by John Kenn Mortensen
Published 30th Dec 2017
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Anonymous
30th Dec 2017 4:22am
Fairy.. this is simply beyond words.. such brilliance, and passion.. it goes in my list.. love you, my sister..
Dave
Dave
I am deeply flattered by your kindness and am honored to be in your reading list... love you my dear brother
31st Dec 2017 2:40am
beautiful Fairy
stirring imagery
you have a way with evoking strong emotion
with your pen..
excellent..
love Crim
stirring imagery
you have a way with evoking strong emotion
with your pen..
excellent..
love Crim
31st Dec 2017 10:01pm
