I Hear

In my home I hear

the rumbling of my belly – soon to be filled with home made perogies and roasted asparagus

the pitter patter of raindrops against my floor to ceiling windows

the occasional shriek of children from the playground next door

the thump-thump-thump of footsteps from the neighbours living in the unit above me

occasional rev of vehicles on the main road behind my building

In my condo I hear the sounds of home.