Restless,
She paces
Through
The upstairs rooms.
~
The days,
Her life,
These rooms,
Full.
Empty.
~
White furniture agleam.
Pastel linens, crisp.
Pottery Barn Perfection.
~
Functional?
A façade.
Keepsakes
Purchased long ago
When hope survived,
Ere plans
And babies
Died.
~
Ah …
This pacing
It’s risky business.
Better get back to that full, busy life.
Inspired by Three Word Wednesday...Dangerous, Keepsake, Restless
Kim,
In some ways this reminds me of pacing at Pysch unit – and then trying to get “structure” back into place and meds into you right away – I know for my experience that was good, and yet sometimes I have wondered like you…”how risky” it can be to not pace and “be deprived” of that walk/ that constitution :) – where does that stuff go? -oh the cycles/cycling?!!… hmmm….