I hope you too have a place to go
With a hot meal
— turkey and lingonberries if you’re lucky —
And a warm place to soak
While sipping a dry red
I hope you too have a place to go
Without questions or expectations
With people who take no energy
Because with them you are only yourself
Because with them giving energy
Is the same as receiving
Love is towels warmed in the dryer
When you step out of the hot tub
Into the October chill
Love is bavarian apple torte
Drizzled with caramel
Leftovers eaten while chatting around the kitchen island
Love is the light on in the driveway
And the warnings given every time
For a one mile drive
And the warmth from the water
And food
And the family
That carries you all the way home
With Love,
Natalie