The Walls We Are #3

Stay and put,
As we stare at our coverings – painted;
Changed

Through their eyes we are in need of change
With water has brought on our decay
In places – we’ve stayed in ours for far too long

Remember being young?
Bare naked,
Handled by hands whom held so many others?

Those nights we got nailed and plastered but then so quickly abandoned
We sat as others passed us by
Before anyone ever took us for granted again

They dressed us with our coverings,
They added still moments while living in the moments
Now, as she pushes her hands on my chest,
I remember that I am only just the walls

I don’t put the roof over her head nor am I the foundation that keeps us from falling apart,
I keep the wind off her back and in a day she could tear me up and replace me

She could change my coverings and I wouldn’t be the wiser
But as long as she can lean on me I can feel like an important part of the home

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