A Golden Home Poem by marrissa vera

The light of thee day suprises us at Noon
Smell of daises
Thee berries I carry just for you
Thee warmth, Thee hold is a home in the arms of a beating heart
That no one can see for smiles frown on the one and only
Thee arms, the body that beholds you
Gander beyond the unseemly in a home
For the dishonour in the scorn
kills you like a kitchen knife that makes you bleed from outside
Me & you are whole & in a home that decampent light
This is where we belong
In a heart of gold as home