Day 9: Poem-a-Day

Prompt: Write a shelter poem

You are 
the storefront awning I seek when drops of rain chase me.
You are
the corner I turn to block the wind and also the wall I lean against.
You are 
the fireside den in a small house of sacred silence.
You are my resting place.

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