the house is a tinder-
box of memories
windows overlook small garden
of papaya trees & bougainvilleas
so pink as delicate buds
our room of mint green curtains
is now empty of furnitures
a place of light & laughter
a world sieved in tropical colors
i smell sugar coated
yams, rice-wrapped delicacies,
unmistakable coconut palm breeze
wafting air
of celebratory spirit,
despite the tinge of sadness
our luggages all packed up
with boxes filled with 15 summer beach joys
& windswept photo albums
& sun dried clothes
& sugar cane fields
i take with me
this snapshot of my life -
& leave
the car
& house keys
my purse bursting of anxious
gratefulness for tomorrow
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