Bethany Cohen

Refreshed

Bright white
Gleaming from the floor tiles,
Leads me
throughout the apartment.
 
Sunshine and a view of the turquoise ocean
Coming in from every window
Engulfs every room.
 
The ivory kitchen table,
Drenched in white light,
With Gram’s perfect silhouette
Drinking her coffee and completing the crossword puzzle.
 
The crash of the Atlantic Ocean waves-
My soft, comforting drum,
The sound of home.
 
I search for Poppy
Only to find he’s playing golf.
I continue to stroll
And explore the peaceful haven.
 
Next awakening
Beneath the sheets on the couch
The sun in my face,
A slight breeze from the open door.
Refreshed.




[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]


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