I sit atop the bed afloat
upon a sea of grey. Baskets
of clean laundry bob
like seals among the waves.
Day has come and gone
I keep one eye on the horizon;
the wind is calm
the sky is clear
I’ll drift a little longer
here before I head
homeward to the shore.
#NaPoWriMo2021 #Day17
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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