Monday, June 20, 2011


made my me
on the last day of my sister's visit
Home is...
a welcoming porch,
a feast for guests,
a source of calm for my tired feet.
Home is the place where I naturally feel safe
Gathering so much light I need sunglasses at my disposal.
A process for hiding from the outside world.
Home is where I feel strong.
The symbol of all that I value.
(A poem note written from a word list compiled by myself, daughter, son, and an "old" friend.)

Home is these three.


  1. This turned out great! Love the door and the whimsy of the chimney!

  2. Oh, wow. What can I say? I love this on so many levels.... the poem, the photo, the art itself...

    I am so so so so so so grateful I found you via #CED2011 today!


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