Hey.
Welcome.
Glad to see you.
Come in. Don't stand there
in the rain and cold when I can offer
you a roof and warmth. Make yourself
at home, please. Here is a blanket
and some pillows. Rest your head
if you're weary. Can I bring you a cup
of tea or coffee, hot chocolate or milk
- no, it's no bother, I want
to take care of you, you are safe
here in my home when you come
to me. Would you like to talk? Would you
like to go? You can come back. You don't
need to knock. I will be happy
when this is where you put down your bags
and rest or jump or laugh or talk or cry or hug or love.
Stay a while. Let me share
this space with you and if you go
vale (be safe, be strong, be well, farewell)
I will wait
until you need this space again.
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The Sun Shone at Dawn
PoesiaThe wind blows harder under many shades of grey. The sun shone at dawn. *** A collection of haikus, tankas, poems about nature, climate change, platonic love, and any other poems I feel like writing or translating to English.
