Home is where the heart is…but my heart lives somewhere else.
So for now I will dress these walls with pictures of memories that I refuse to let fade….
Paintings and sketches of her genius
I will blare the music she’s written herself so that her voice lingers here…
Cook her favorite foods to fill this place with her diverse cultures.
I will leave space for her things, so if she returns it’s like she never left.
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