window pain

There is a dog laying up on the couch

There is a reason I won't sleep alone

There is a house I can see from my yard

There is a season, like it or not.

 

You are a window and you change all the time

I am a shelter that is losing my mind

So I swallowed a simile

and paced around for a while.

I was a blind man drawing my life

pulling the shades down 

waiting it out.

I blamed the weather my health and your parents

I'm so slow to learn 

what it means to be home.

Now I can see everything that you see

and everyone you see.

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[Baby Ricochet]

You can always blame your parents. Good one