I am home
Welcomed
By a space
Waiting for its soul
To fill the gap
With emptiness.
I am home
Welcomed
By rose tea
Waiting to be brewed
To wake up the heart
With memories.
I am home
Welcomed
By another day
Waiting to be celebrated
To highlight meaning
With what is.
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I left 3 stems of red roses in the vase and arriving, I found them beautifully dried — a jug of rose tea is my first relaxing session


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