Home as We'd Hoped For

I rearranged our home today.

Although it's not a house

But a small apartment,

It's still home as we'd hoped for.

Over a year under our names,

It feels made for us every day—

Couch pulled from the wall,

Condensing the livingroom

Into a cozier space, a dining nook

Waits in the future, waits for funds.

There are bills and coins in a glass jar.

The kitchen sink carries dishes

That need scrubbing. It's not too bad.

Part of dinner has been made.

The floors swept again. And again.

Our little home, rearranged.