Our Secret Hallway
Family:
a group of people from the same ancestor living under one household.
We say that we’re a family,
but we aren’t.
We are
More
than that.
It’s in this plain hallway,
hidden from the world
that the fog begins to rise,
opening our eyes
for the first time to these unique faces
and finding ourselves
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
more and more in love.
Not just with the people but
the hallway.
The second you walk in,
the vibrant melody of guitars and ukuleles
echoing off the walls,
lifts any darkness away
while laughter fills your ears.
There’s something here unlike nowhere else
embraces always warmer and tighter
jokes funnier
music louder.
The people.
Sharing mistakes, songs, secrets,
dreams, embarrassments
Truly caring for each other
Knowing that no matter what happens at home
or in class, you are always loved here.
There is always someone waiting to
sing to you, hug you,
make you smile,
Filli you from top to bottom
in comfort.
It’s in this seemingly plain hallway
that we learn to love,
ourselves,
as we go through life together,
finding the meaning to
all of this.
We have found this secret hallway,
a retreat,
safe haven for worries to vanish
where the world ceases to exist
and we enter
a place where we have
complete
control.
I beg you,
just step through the door
you will see
I know life hasn’t treated you well
but this,
This Place
will
change you.
Keep your head high
and if you don’t have the strength to,
we will hold it for you.
We’re told that love is hard to find,
that it’s not real.
But listen closely my darling,
Love does exist!
It’s in this not so plain hallway
waiting for you to come join it.
So, darling, what are you waiting for?
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