.
Like a snail
I carry it with me
wherever I go
.
this home is a place
inside of me
not a table and chairs
not a carpet or teapot
or a settee
.
it is the peace
at the heart
of me
.
it is the laughter
that illuminates
each room
.
it is the love
of a lifetime
written on my bones
by Carys Owen
Carys Owen Poetry 