8:153) Hope O'Keeffe 18-MAR-98 10:39

A home of my own. Walls to wrap around myself and my family; a porch swing to glide on and call to the neighbors ambling by; a fireplace to bask before, in the long winter nights, with my love. Huge old trees for swings and houses, sunny spots for daffodils and tomatoes, the tiny patio garden for sage and lavender, forsythia already blooming along the side. Walls, walls and windows, for paintings and photos and crayoned graffiti and pencil-marks measuring growing boys and for letting in sunshine and the breeze and keeping out the rain and cold.

Real walls. Of my own.