MikeDLesh on Nostr: #poem Abandoned Homestead I’ve found my way back into the old homestead in which I ...

#poem

Abandoned Homestead

I’ve found my way back
into the old homestead
in which I was born.
This rough little cabin
was not what I wanted it to be.

I don’t remember when I left.
Roaming the old rooms,
I recognize furnishings--
sensuality, lust for life, hope.
I am glad my heart
has returned to its senses.

In spite of my disregard,
my leaving, I am still
welcome here without condition
Grateful tears tumble
because I am back
before the walls crumble.