A Ceremony Poem by Monica Melissano

I need buckets of colors
to turn these walls
from brown
to white, bright blue and orange.

And pots
for real, fresh, wild flowers
And pictures
of sunny places we'd want to go
to hang on walls
(the past we can forget it into a drawer) .

And a red blanket
for bed, to put passion in it.
And thin soft curtains
to let the light in.

And finally, flour and yeast
to fill the air with the scent
of fragrant bread.
And every dawn
it will be a good morning.