Poem - Moving House
So many memories in this sharehouse
I'm moving from
Remember when I
First moved in
And called it the big brother house
100 morning cups of coffee out on the deck
20 times I danced Infront of the mirror
100s of times walking up and down the stairs
Walking 100s of times through the hallway
To my room at the end of the hallway
Seeing the pigeons out the window
On the powerline everyday
Just watching their antics
And the rhythm of their life
So much art I made here
So much writing
So many dreams
Just living life
Finding the answers
Living in the moment every day
Living my best life and feeling blessed
That house with so many trees
And birds around
I guess it will always be a part of me
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