Last night, the wind whispered
Urgently through the key hole,
Reminding me how much I long
To be outside in it.

Last night, the sky was violent
With half lit clouds flung
Mercilessly across a stage
Of midnight blue.

Last night, I felt the old
Yearning I can’t quite shake off,
Tugging at my heart and insisting
It could have had another home.

Last night, I chose to allow
Myself to feel all the possibilities,
And then turned away
To enjoy the one I chose.

01/14/2023

Posted on 03/18/2023
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