Safe Places, December 2020

I have found a home.
The dragonflies buzz and lilt
By the yacht club lake.

Swinging high, higher,
Aiming for the sun and sky,
Flying with sisters.

My hands are in dough.
I laugh as I try to hold
This delicious life.

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