OURS
written by: Alyssa Brocker
@Atelgy
it’s when…
my step-dad and I
spend three hours
on the roof hanging lights.
stepping back,
admiring our work.
it’s never the biggest,
flashiest,
house on the block,
but it’s
ours.
my mom and brother,
laughing,
baking in the kitchen.
it isn’t first class dinning,
it’s the best food I’ve ever tasted,
because it’s ours.
it’s my family,
all together,
singing carols off-key,
burning the sweet potatoes,
the cat knocking over the tree,
laughing till we can’t breathe,
having the best holiday
because
it’s
ours.
Alyssa Brocker
2016 AUTHOR OF THE YEAR at Spillwords.com
Alyssa Brocker is a twenty-year old college graduate. She found her love for poetry by working with her theater group to create an original play written in prose. She lives with her beloved dog who is always her first reader.
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