Find Gay Hookups Now
Reset Password
Reset Link Sent
Find Gay Hookups Now
| Blogs > Loreli_Seawytch_ > My Blog |
Starting Over
|
Starting Over Her blank Canvas She sold her home of 18 years Her heart broke as she closed the door For the last time on her beloved home It had taken so long to get the gardens just right The colour of the walls just right Special pieces chosen to reflect The colour of the room and adding warmth and love Now she had to start again. Did she have the energy? How could she, get the same warmth, When she had walked through the room There was no energy, No vibes from the last residents... There love, no warmth nothing Just beige walls, beige carpets, i Ivory tiles and a horrible red marble bench And browny red kitchen cupboards She looked at despair on the garden.... Nothing there but dead plants Heavy clay soil no soil victims nothing The first thing she did was put up her paintings, Stylies, photos of her travels across this planet. Going through family photo albums, She came across generational photos and chose Ones of her great grandparents, grandparents, Uncles, Aunts, cousins, her sister, and her Mum and dad, had some reframed for The wall and some to sit on her antique table In the hall way the photos adding to the placing Of the Pendulum half sized grandfather Clock bought to celebrate her mother’s birth Newly renovated and fixed. Already she could feel a warmth seeping Into her new home, a feeling of love over The generations of her family helping Bring the barren walls to life. Her new home Felt so cold, icy almost….She waited for the Big sales went in and haggled still more, Came away with two very large Rugs, one green For the dining area and a black and white For her living room. Already it was feeling warmer. Slowly as she added her furniture, Crockery on the hutch, pieces of her favourite Pottery and plants in colourful pots, slowly it was Coming to life. Now for the garden…. She was lucky, all the new roses were in and they were on special she went overboard As only she could and bought 20 roses, Three miniature Tiberchinas in lilac, pink and purple Standard and miniature gardenias A dwarf Magnolia in a lovely vibrant apricot, Cutting of her frangipanis form her old home, Four camellias from Ivory to a deep puce pink Daffodils, three different varieties, tulips, Lily of the valley, ranunculus together with The 60 pot plants again from her old home. Fertilizers, azaleas and their food, dolomite, A worm farm and a small compost electric roller bin. But still it did not feel right.. She sat Trying to think what it was what was lacking…. Aaahhhh of course, her patio was too narrow. She would not be able to fit her barbeque And outdoor furniture on it. So quotes were gotten, she finally hired Franz Who had been recommended by a friend. Bought a metal and canvas Gazebo… Finally they were finished the yard free From rubbish and left over pavers…. With a cup of coffee and her latest book She went and sat outside under the covering At the table, she sat looking, looking at the garden she had created. She could not settle, so she got up Wandered back inside, going into a bedroom Looking at, touching the quilts, statues, the prints She went from room to room and finally back outside. Sat down and let out a deep sigh… Her new home was no longer a blank canvas It come to life; her personality was being infused into the building. It was no longer cold, lifeless, She sat sipping her coffee , taking it all in Listening to the laughing and playing, at the school across the road… Saw the birds picking at worms and insects in her grass. The aroma from the Jasmine vines the roses Yes it was no longer her new home….. It was HER HOME; her sanctuary, her refuge from the world when she needed it. Yes she had found her home, she was happy…. Content….. New memories, new students, more photos Of happy times, more travels hopefully. The bad times were behind her…. No more nightmares, the threat of being homeless Yes those fears were gone. She had prayed and prayed so hard, Not really expecting them to be answered…. But they were, yes they had been answered, Delivering a bonus, a renewed faith, A feeling of safety and contentment…. Her blank canvas was no longer blank….. 
|
|||
|
Wonderfully written.
| ||
10/22/2019 2:37 pm |
Very elegant and written beautifully
|
Become a member to create a blog
