One by one we meet
Ready to take on this destruction
To reorganize and build
A haven,
A place where it’s safe to grow,
A place for becoming.
Our needs?
A list of tasks,
A familial knowing of what’s required
To get the job done.
Hit play,
Smile with nostalgia when the 12-string chord resounds.
Two hours later
The music stops.
The tasks are completed.
My haven is ready
Because we made it so.
This author is deeply private and introverted. I neither like the spotlight, nor do I seek out opportunities to shine in front of strangers. I rarely post anything on social media platforms; I mainly keep what platforms I have because friends and family members mainly communicate that way. So on this site you won't see a profile picture or my real name. However, you will learn a lot of other things about me: my character, my sense of humor, my passions, vulnerabilities, struggles, and so much more. If this type of sharing doesn't feel like your jam, you won't hurt my feelings if you'd rather go elsewhere. I'm not everyone's taste.