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your mother's house (haiku)

cookie tins and tea your faded grade school drawings and her chipped birdbath

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Published: Aug 13, 2016
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Notes: i always find it strange when you visit someplace you spent so much time in as a kid, like a friends house, but when you return nothing has changed. it makes me feel twelve again.
Tags: #tea #cookie #drawings #birdbath

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