Ode to Rambler Place

Reminiscing on a place I use to live in.

I miss our wooden floors

carrying that almond smell.

Our mismatched posters

above the cluttered shelves.

Our oversized glass table

with six dusty blue chairs.

And the filthy twin mattress

we all rode on downstairs.

I miss tasting chili mixed

with barbecue and cocoa.

And our communal pantry

crowded with Cheerwine soda.

Our overstocked fridge

full of sustenance we wasted.

And our neglected washer

which flooded the basement.

I miss our tiny doorsteps 

full of hungry trick-or-treaters.

And our hilly front yard

where puppies ran to greet us. 

Last, our snowy cul-de-sac

when the neighbors took to plowing

And the pain of freezing weather 

warmed by the gift of biryani!

Written by Devans Eli. Copyright 2023. All rights reserved.

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P.S. If you've seen "The Watcher" on Netflix, share your thoughts haha.