first home

I see pictures from just a few years ago

My heart breaks for that version of myself

She has no idea what she’s in for

Good, bad or otherwise

She was just trying to give her dog his last backyard

And that she did

But even if I could go back

Would I tell her?

Or would I just watch her take in the joys of an empty first home

Aimlessly walking around space

That would soon be filled with home furnishings

So excited to start this new life she had blazed a trail for

I know better but would I take that away?

It wouldn’t save me from grief pain or loss

I wouldn’t have believed it anyway

To be where I am now I had to be where I was then