A day in peace, spent quietly at home So many conjure such to boring be...
Our culture in, we careless are Of those with whom we live...
" . . .where a warm love abides and takes the chill from a cold, April rain."
"Feathery breezes, competing for direction, were like warm caresses, and I wished a yearning wish to be part of some great story..."
"So goodbye old house, remember us well We’ve started new ventures, new stories to tell..."
Is this what it sounds like when you come home? …When your partner does?
"I set out on a quest to the fridge, crossing the old wooden floor carefully on tiptoe..."