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Ringing chimes
Beneath the interior
Calming and reassuring
Your company is soothing
Outside the wind chimes ring
It has a sauntering sound
Singing in my heart
Bit by bit
Peace may I recognize
Looking through
A west facing window
Grasp the view
The last colors
Of a faint sun set
Still shines quietly
In all these moments
I feel at home
poem
by
Howard Johnson
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