My Rooms
From my room
i can see my room
and
from that room
i can see my first room
the first room in which
i stop and the second room
to which I go
In between the sun sets.
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Sounds nice! Enjoy the sun setting!
I will say that I always did. Thank you for that lovely reminder.
I like this. A perspective of gratitude!
There is such a linger of sadness grief and being trapped captured in these “rooms”—I feel this as I read the poem—an inevitability, a routine of life that is unstoppable but accepted, made beautiful—the sun sets