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Poem by: Evangelina Samuell
The dog fur
lined on the couch
and visible on black clothes.
The comfy seats
that I sit on
sleep on
dream on.
The smell of the kitchen
of pumpkin spice cooking
lemons being squeezed
chocolate being melted
and cookies fresh out of the oven.
Layer of dust
on Angelo the houseplant.
The clicking of dog paws
as they skitter closer
to the sound of the opening door.
The pink clouds of the sunset
peeking through the window.
Paintings framed above couches
a piece of family history
hanging upon the wall.
The fraying blanket
warming the cold toes
covering the head
and comforting the restless sleeper.
The bookshelves removed
in the garage
that smells like old paint
and the door creaks when it's opened.
The pillows lining the bed
black and white comforter
lazily drooping off the side.
China cabinet
shining silver
mottled mirrors
reflecting our life
and the light of the room.
Low table dark brown
that the dogs take shelter under
the gray newspaper
a smiling picture with words
underneath scratched plastic.
The flick of the lightswitch
that signals it's bedtime.
The trumpet blaring
beckoning the howls of Penny
and the slamming doors of the escaping sister.
All these things I wake up and fall asleep to
all these things in my home.
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