for Aish

Your too-close-to-the-highway,

ground floor house is

much more than four walls and a roof.

It is echoes of laughter fits

over countless cups of coffee

(and you know exactly when 

it's time for tea)

in the middle of "this article I read"

and "did I tell you about this guy,"

with a side of rants that fall on

a pair of kind ears 

and an honest heart,

relying on me to do the same,

and nothing more, nothing less.

Your too-close-to-the-highway,

ground floor house is home

to me.