Two for Alice by ellajam

[milo]

Winter

Your empty house sits,
snuggled in its same footprint,
porches forming wings,
ready to take off across
the lake's icy reflection.

Half glassed for winter,
half screened to catch summer's breeze,
your home sang your soul:
cradled it during your stay,
released it to soar in joy.


Spring

Red geraniums
christen April's first boat ride;
Alice's daughter
wakes her mother's home from sleep,
grandchildren wade the shoreline.

Counting her pennies
to buy what she can't let go,
she clears the hallways,
blueprints drawn for room to grow,
mom's favorites replanted.

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