home in my memories sets monochrome
monochrome walls, roof, and floor—my home
gray, the kitchen where my family prayed
prayed at a table of weathered gray
old photographs of yore yet sparkle gold
gold that never tarnishes, nor grows old

love cradled me in a warm, velvet glove
glove worn by Mother, fashioned with love
safe, was I, in that time, in that place
place of antiquity—nevermore to feel safe
childhood long gone, now rotting driftwood
driftwood littering dead sands of childhood

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