Echoes of Home
Of my Mother and Fathers voices:
"Get up for school!"
Even then, I wish I had choices!
White blouse, blue jumper
with HFA, emblazoned in gold.
Brown braids tied with big, white
shiny bows.
Breakfast in the nook, with
a pearlescent table cloth.
Watching the Chicago landscape painted
with crystalline snow, so soft.
My dog, Cappy, came to join me!
The sound of those soft paws
on sparkling, clean onyx linoleum.
Oh, dearest pet, how I miss thee!
The old, black landline phone, my tool,
for communication.
Echoes of home~in a God-fearing and
joyous, grateful nation!
{HFA..were symbols for Holy Family Academy.}
4/30/2021
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Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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