elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

Where Is My Home? - Poem by elysabeth faslund

Didn't I tell you there wouldn't
Be any way
For me to go home
This Christmas Day...

Home was in crystal, windows
Celesty...colors all bright...
Chandeliers glittering,
I have to take a breath...

Memories in color...
Tears in faded grey...
I want my home...
The colors?

My home...what cost....

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  • Rookie - 71 Points Indira Babbellapati (12/7/2008 11:17:00 AM)

    nostalgic and pathetic... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 7, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 16, 2008


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