cathy_edgett) wrote, cathy_edgett
Beneath, an island in the middle of two streets.
There, briefly, was a bed made up like home.
Blankets cornered. Pillow fluffed. A teddy bear.
As if the walls had blown away.
Leaving only roof and floor
And that proud bed.
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