A Secure Place

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This is your home now, a place that’s secure
A safe space for you with nurses who care
Less of a worry, a relief for sure.

No long nights alone for you to endure
Someone to call on should you have a scare
This is your home now, a place that’s secure

You say you’re happy but you seem unsure
A problem can half if you choose to share
Less of a worry, a relief for sure.

We’re glad you have help, good hands they ensure
You fell again but they’ve made us aware
This is your home now, a place that’s secure

It’s no Cuckoo’s nest, her talk is obscure
With thoughts so confused she needs to be there
Less of a worry, a relief for sure.

She tells tall tales of dark nights with fervour
but words stutter and trip and bruises swear
This is her home now, a place that’s secure
Less of a worry, a relief for sure.

This was my first try at a Villanelle; a 19 line poem with only two rhymes throughout and two lines repeated. I was inspired to write it after reading a post over at dVerse. I chickened out on joining in with their group submissions though.

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