Home is where we store our stories, till that story ends.
Boxes full, we start new pages, find new homes, new friends.
We leave behind the faintest essence of our story’s theme,
what we loved above all else, an outline of our dream.
A door removed for wheelchair access, doggy scratches on oak floors,
exquisite beauty of a garden, stained glass windows in the doors.
Epic tales of love and valour, one-act plays and all,
we settle in to add our chapter to the stories in the walls.
©2016 Sharron R. McMillan