She showed up on my doorstep with all of her belongings.
Her rich brown eyes watching my every movement.
Athena walks through the door and immediately is one.
One and content.
Athena gets comfortable.
Her head nods with understanding when I talk.
Her head lays on my chest when I'm sad and looking into an abyss.
Her girlish screams of excitement fill my ears.
My ears are enriched with joy and leeks to my heart.
Athena is home now and here with me shall she stay.

This poem is about: 
My family


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