Sunday, June 5, 2016

This House

it took me by surprise
this old house and these old feelings
walked round and looked inside
familiar walls and halls and ceilings
where I'd dream and plan
every moment of sunshine
this was my whole world
it was all I knew.
like the hull of a seed
this old house cracked wide open
as I grew.

hadn't given it much thought
hadn't been back here for a while
everything looks so small
seen through the memories of a child
who would dream and stare
from that second story window
that was my whole world
it was all I knew.
like the hull the of a seed
this old house cracked wide open
and I flew
sad, fruitful, broken, true.
sad, fruitful, broken, true.

memories for miles and miles
summers falls winters and springs
You take it in
See, He's withheld no good thing


Sara Groves

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