A New Door for My Daughter-in-Law

by The Hearth Voice

Original EveryPoem Studio house-voice poem.

You stand beside the new door with paint on your sleeve, your own keys warm in your hand. May nobody call this house an extension of another. May it keep your chosen hours, your recipes, your quiet. We bring bread, then leave before evening, trusting you to name the rooms.
50 words · 10 lines · Free Verse
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