Through A Frozen World Part 10

New leaves bud

A warm bed awaits him at night.

Bruises flutter from his skin

Two cracked hearts become whole.

Hot food sits at the table

No nightmares lurk in corners.

Father holds him

Loves him

Hugs him

At last he has come home.

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