Loney Girl

By loneygirl

Lea's Room

She squeals with excitement as she walks into the front door.
Raises her nose to the old familiar scents of home.
Rushes to her room and plops down.
Feels the same she says.
It's good to be home.

She gives us a hug and says her goodbyes.
See you soon she says. December at best.
Once again I feel that choke in my chest.
Now her room is once more an empty nest.

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