Familiar Things Poem by Sonny Rainshine

Familiar Things

Rating: 5.0


Home, some say,
is more than walls and a roof.
It is a place where familiar things:
an inviting chair, a downy pillow,
a photograph, a lover,
even a memory,
are always in one place,
transcending the passage of time,
never disappointing,
always there
when everything else
seems transient
and untrustworthy.

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