Goodbye Little House

 We moved house recently. Just a few streets away. I got a little sentimental. 

Image from Google Street View

You welcomed six weary souls 

when the world went quiet.

Your walls 

gave us sanctuary 

and inside them 

we huddled. 

We regrouped.

Gaping wounds bandages 

and exhausted muscles 

given rest. 

The tiniest heart became whole again 

and all shared in the joy.

We did yoga in the backyard 

and swung and jumped and lazed 

while watching trains go by 

full of people wearing masks. 

Little house you were a school when school could not be 

but also a school 

where we 

learned each other. 

We learned what it means 

to leave 

and to love 

and to laugh. 

We read 

and sang 

and created. 

We ached for friends 

and deepened the friendships 

within. 

Little house 

you brought us to a community 

where we found home. 

Easter eggs in early days. 

Drive by cookies, 

meals 

and the Uber guys who know us well. 

A walk to all the places 

there are to go. 

A ride into the city 

to see dazzling lights. 

But little house, 

your roof leaks 

and your kitchen is a 

glorified cupboard. 

You nursed us, 

taught us 

and gave us a home. 

But now we move on 

with hearts of gratitude 

and excitement 

about what adventures await.