Sunday, March 2, 2014

ON COMING HOME


 An exorcism has taken
  Place.

  This house no longer holds
  childhood’s fears.

  Gone is the wrestling
  of angst and anxiety
  Once borne in this child’s breast.

  She feels at peace, at rest,
  No need to flee,
  no restless urge to leave:
  
  Home at last.

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