a hectic home and heart

i didn’t dream for this
sometimes the mix of pain and joy
seems too impossibly disjointed
to sustain in the longrun

perhaps the snowflakes falling
all around the inside of our house
should just melt,
perhaps winter weather
is too unpredictable a thing
to keep this close to home

and it is a hectic home,
blessedly so,
with ups and downs and lefts and rights
and cries of happiness and tears of anger
and it matches the chaos of my heart
to such a perfected degree
i think sometimes i should have been
an interior designer —
but how was i to know?

i didn’t dream for this, afterall
even though even in my wildest dreams
i could not imagine
such love would be mine one day

and i could not imagine what joy and sorrow
that love would bring

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