bruised apple
punctured hole
carried from Tallahassee by a lassie
to remind her of home
of organic gardens
coffee shops tucked away
a perfect bruise makes her want to stay
to remind her that nothing is perfect
except the place
she grew up in
yet she feels the need to face
a different world
unlike her own
although a bruised apple
believes every place is home
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You have to go away to appreciate what home is.
ReplyDeleteYes. I often find myself listening to what others think I should do with my life, when all I want is to go back to Tallahassee. :)
ReplyDeleteI like that first stanza a lot! I think it says it all in a simple and beautiful way. You are so very clever with your words.
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