if it was just me in this house
I’d ditch the pool and patios
plant dozens of trees and add
two benches – shaded and sunny
near the waterfall and pond
make it the only opening
in a forest for visitors
a desert oasis for birds
butterflies poets painters
ponderers pilgrims
and I would huddle in shadows
and write of the faces that come
the curves of relief shine of eyes
describe the shapes of relaxed hearts
dipped and laying in the sun
by the way never forget to splash
a heart that’s drying
we all know that sometimes
they need to lighten up
and laugh
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