At work, tragedy rooms–
To favor a side
is not the same
as being wrong.
These families,
they furnish the place
with love and grief–
any place can be a home,
except alone.
Tonight the city lights
don’t remind me
of anything. Sometimes
it’s as if this heater
isn’t even on.
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welcome
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“…except alone.” Beautifully wrought poem. Wow!
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“Any place can be a home” Great words!
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Thought-provoking. “To favour a side is not the same as being wrong.” An idea more people should hear/ share.
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Thanks! Easier to say in a poem than to someone’s face…
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Nice
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goodl one! 🙂
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thanks!
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