WHEN DOVE CRIES
written by: Leanne Neill
@LeanneNeill2
This house,
always so cold
stark, white
in the latest
Home Beautiful
way
The tin called it
Dove…
Fireplace hints
of warmth,
cosy nooks
suggest comfort,
framed faces
hang by jovial
smiles
S t i l l
it echoes…
Lonely hearts
splinter,
piercing in regret
blood lines
failing
their path
home
Next time,
Olive…
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