The house  , the road , the sun, darting here and there, touches the trees.

The stillness transforms time to distant days now

Distant never as we half expect  you to appear at the door

At the window

Our souls yearn a break in this silence  today

The house  stands  breathing   harmonious breadth with nature

Fleeting  Fleeting  a life is fleeting past.



5 thoughts on “The new emotion.

    • Thank you Meredith , I was looking at my mom’s house from the Google maps ; the map was done in 2009 and it was strange to see it all and know we were all there and mom was inside ok then , it touched me and that’s where the poem came from thanks for reading and I will change the words around it sounds better the way you suggested, happy days to you and your loved ones Kathy.


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