Wallpaper
Birdy Odell
Four walls, a floor, a door
A cottage
Nothing more
And beneath the crooked roof
Within
The hearth that warms both kith
And kin
A table worn and
Bookshelves heaving
Clocks keep time to joy
And grieving
A blanket warm
A candle burns
And in the dark of night
Returns
The moon to light the pathway home
Guide the wanderer on their own
While battles rage and bullets fall
Still safe within
These papered walls
