daily sun long forgotten as nights dark fills a soothing setting comfort slight overdue as patterns laid out before patiently waiting mother is ready for everything to fall in a structured place alone at the round timber that seems like oldest of oak we never focused on the rings clocks ticking until dawns arrival forget tomorrow and reap sow in the moment measure twice cut once he always said i listened she already
knew the shimmering
wheel waits to separate
the conjoined vibrancy
as many inches away
cascading love watch with frozen glance like father to newborn cut once measure twice but he shares no gaze we know he wishes past change return to work under the low light from a house lost illuminating in lynched fashion focusing on most original symmetry proportioned to receiver a heart so many blessed by
the warmth enclosing
generations under
selfless design wicks lit
caught frozen in time as
four english not seen
only heard like rains serenity one day enjoyed under thoughtful woven shapes between disproportioned walls she measures stitch to patch with living accuracy never complained even the floors crooked
i feel like i should be sitting by a fire sipping on some whiskey reading this
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