The room has a carpet in two shades of green,
Its a place to be more,
much more, than is seen
Crystal splinters like glass light up hazel eyes.
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This is very imaginative. A room without a door and a slow motion window. I understand the slow motion window, but the lack of a door makes me wonder. All in all this is a very intrigueing poem and a very nice read.10/10.
Home is a place not only of strong affections, but of entire unreserve for those who havent have any proper place to live in there are many unregulated vulneribilities....a good eye opening poem Ms. Ann.....
I loved this poem Ann, a very descriptive and image laden piece of work. Best wishes, Andrew
i often wonder what those in care homes think about their situation - 10
This is a lovely poem of just how fortunate some people can be...to be so happy in later years surrounded by friends and/or loved ones.The poem is I see the absent door as a gradual consequence of ageing whereby loss of privacy and independence is eventually inevitable for even the most sprightly. Thank you Ann.......10
Thank you Simone you are very kind. Ann