The
musky smell
of
sun quenched wood
that
filled the walls
of
my parents' home.
A
High contrast
Gloss
to the
fresh ocean breeze
ice-blue sky
Outside.
All those times before,
I held
a great deal
within my heart
in my hands
Only gave
a
little
away
when
sharing school day ties
A life fully lived
is never
fully
realized
Spending
months
and
moments
stitching secrets into a box.
