pitrouillesque, My house is always cracking at night. When I was a child, my dad would tell me "don't worry my dear, it's the wood breathing. The house is relaxing".
I'm a grown-up now but, drifting away to its familiar wooden lullaby, I still wonder how many lives are sung that I don't know of. #writing #writerscoffeeclub #writingcommunity #text #childhood #poetry #poem #poems #poemsonmastodon #poetrycommunity #poetrycafe #poetrycorner #poetsofmastodon #shortstory #dailylife #storiesofmastodon #poetic
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