Thursday, March 04, 2004

A nimbus haloes Luna tonight
One star pokes through the clouds

Wet chill hangs pervasive in the air
Hushing the sounds of night

Inside, familiar items
create the warmth of home

Security, memory, relief
the home reflects the heart

It is good to be here, to have now
To taste a bit of heaven

peace

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