Field.

If I were a room
I would open my arms
And welcome you in,
Closing the door and my hands
I would keep you safe
Within me.

I would let you rest
Keeping you sheltered.
I would love your dreams
And wishes
Safe.
I would watch over you.

But alas,
I am a field.

©2018 Christopher Thompson. All Rights Reserved

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