Home is becoming unstuck
When we get to be awestruck
Sweet-hope home is through the door
Not a place, love we adore
My journey began and ended with a tanaga. I wrote 28 poems, with a detour when I inadvertently cheated by posting a few poems before I took a nap. I rewrote them, so I could say I did it properly. It was a great experience! I’ll look forward to reading more poems over the next few days.