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hrj ([personal profile] hrj) wrote2010-11-06 05:21 pm

Poem

I am mourning the thought of leaving this house
Like the anticipation of a death in the family,
And yet --
The things I have done to make it my own,
I could do again.
The things I have surrounded myself with to line my nest
Would come with me.
And wherever I go,
I will plant plums and roses.
There must always be plums and roses.

Re: If

[identity profile] dame-cordelia.livejournal.com 2010-11-07 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
I understand.

If I leave my current home most of the plants will stay behind.