sea. (✔)

fading memories.

those warm mornings,
when i'd jump out of bed.
run down the staircase
looking to be fed

i would slip my feet into my shoes
and run into the kitchen
the fresh smell of pancakes
quite a muse

taking my seat
i'd great them all,
catching my brother
for he was about to fall

those were the days,
when my home was there
where i would find comfort
in many ways

but now home is something
where i dread to go
for i took it all for granted
and slowly let go

for its anything but good
just an old pile of wood

now i beg you
don't make the same mistake
love and cherish it
or suffer from heart ache

forgranted