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| Big Room, 1948, by Andrew Wyeth |
The clock chimes
two strikes for the hour
and now that the cobwebs
dust and ash
from vacant care
are gone
starved for fire's renewal
the warmth of company
a chair pulled close
a good book
my room waits.
Fill the emptiness with your presence, and a book. I like it.
ReplyDeletesmiles...i like the thought of the room waiting to be filled....
ReplyDeleteThe clock seems to have captured center stage. I know it did for me. I know all I'd need would be a good book in such a room.
ReplyDeleteYou transformed this into a lovely welcome!
ReplyDeletesounds perfect!!
ReplyDelete"...starved for fire's renewal"...I love that...
ReplyDeleteI'd like to have a room like that waiting for me.
ReplyDelete=)
"Wouldn't it be loverly?" Thank you for sharing your bliss, Marilyn. It sounds so perfect!
ReplyDeleteEcho Sue in that I would love a room like that.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]