Shelter From The Storm

Here I am
in a place

that has never

felt like home

No place

has ever

felt like home

except home

and those roots

are gone

So I must

force

the growth

down

wrapping tendrils

around every

grain

by redecorating

the petals

reshaping

the leaves

I’ll make it

home

because I want it to be

home

until it actually becomes

home

June 12, 2020

Day 67 of 100

#The100DayProject

Prompt: write a poem about a time you were thankful for shelter from a storm.

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