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As I wake up
I see through the curtains
Warmth
In the sky
The chill
In the breeze
Joy sputtering in the air
It was good to be home.

I lie on
Mom's lap
The warmth and radiance
Invading the chaotic soul
We see
The white fluffy clouds
punctuating the blue-sky
Sun peeping through the woollen blanket
The frost coating on the grass
Melting and falling
On the green sheet
The tree of gods
Standing tall and solitary
Stretching its arms.
We could hear the grass whispering
Lilies, daffodils,lady-like tulips blossoming
The sucking of nectar
Butterflies dancing in the wind
Wait
Can you hear the vibrations?
My mother startled
It was
The buzzing of bees
The rustling of the leaves
The Pine's
Citrusy odour
Meddling with me.

I wish I could
Freeze these memories

as the darkness began to grow,
the wind picked up, began to blow.

I stood up,
Surveyed the flurry of wind
Whispered
for no one to hear.

"This is my place, my space in the world,
Entitlement means this land is for me."

So take me back home
In my territory
In my space
I muttered
In my dreams
Before
another sunrise wakes me up.
                                                                                                                                         @soulfulwriter
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