29 March 2014
They go away,
I move in
I take care of their beloved pets and care for their house.
It’s a part time extra job for me…
I like it.
These many homes.
Sometimes feeling like various holiday homes…
Now, I am home.
In this familiar space, I feel a sense of peace and joy.
I have been away for a month.
So back here, surrounded by things I know
Sleeping in my own bed,
Hearing familiar sounds outside
This small place I have come to call, home
(photo for this poem is taken from here: amberafrica )