A golden hinge poem using a line from Michael Rosen’s untitled poem that appears in his introduction to the children’s poetry anthology Home.

This is the home that knows you by heart.
Is this house the reason you love stories and art?
The home of your childhood, home of your song,
home of your memory, your home for so long
that it seems you could knock on that door and who
knows? Your 6-year-old self could welcome you!
You as a grown up meeting you as a child…
By gosh, what a feeling…so strange and so wild.
“Heart, we’ve come home!” Then the yellow house smiled.