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hometown
the conversations to find
our love heart

aware of dreams
coffee down the hallway
comes and goes

coloured windows
we turn to rainbows
in the pews

whistling train
a friend’s last wave
in distance goes

the visitors settled
on our family table
grandma’s hand knit lace

between mists
and prints in the snow
the leaves sniffed by a fox

Sunday afternoon
the room for lunch
to quietly settle

autumn leaves fall
the rise of tones rising
from the wind-chimes

hail storm
I look outside
my quieter face

a feather falls
the geese remembered
their long travelled paths