Easter Walls

Art has
arrived.

Lights
have arrived.    

Wallpaper
has arrived.

And our
Old House
is filled with

New House

stuff.

All of it

is 

so

pretty.

All of it

is

so 

new.

And I know

just

where

it 

is 

going

to 

fit.

And then,

we sold our

Old House 

and

the Old

Year

ended

and a 

New Year

began.

Just like

that.

Years of dreams
really
just

bundled in

a day.

Like Easter,

it is bittersweet.

It makes me cry

a lot.

And smile

a lot.

But mostly

I silently

give THANKS

a lot.