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tiny plain house

by Maria Francesca

beige from walls
to picket fence;
cheap
and
slightly dog-eared

but
the second-hand sofa
is soft
and
the kitchen
smells like cinnamon

and
the laughter
is my child's
and
the shoes in the closet
are mine

and
a wealthier home
never was built.

11/19/2006

Posted on 11/19/2006
Copyright © 2020 Maria Francesca

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 11/10/07 at 04:41 AM

Strong and independant. The choice of details and spice especially cinnamon... make this poem memorable! It gives the feeling of unspoken depth.

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