Making It Home

heart wide

to the joy of life,

and multitudes

cross its threshold.

seeking ambient light.


they trudge inside

the woe and world worries

not meant to be mine,

awakening stories

in mind.


i breath and love,

the labor of the scrub,

clearing the spilled chaos

from this living rug.


so when you go

and as you come,

man and

boy riding shotgun

in the trees,

my heart is home

for you –

the one

and the many.


© M.G. Iannucci 2017

Art by Cynthia Christine

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