The Yellow Cottage
Nestled between imposing two stories
A miniature home bathed in yellow
Squat, hunkered down
protected by a white picket fence
two blocks from the deep blue bay
barking sea lions and squawking gulls
the lighthouse fog horn calling out
I stood outside the fence
camera raised and clicking
trying to capture a time
when I entered carrying groceries and text books,
to find my comfy spot on the couch
My love and I lived in those four walls
a single bedroom
a serviceable kitchen
no garage
no laundry
spare
the years to come, just a dream
two hapless youths on our way
hope lived within usI now stand before it, decades away
and he is gone too young
I wonder at the life within those walls
and yearn to enter that space once more
absorbing any residual energy and insights
the yellow cottage has to give
5/25/24
That is so beautiful, Tara. It captures a moment of both past and present so exquisitely. I love this. (NewRobin13)
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