Friday, December 18, 2009

Home

This is the place where we belong. No way
Can we be turned away, no matter what
We have become, no one can ever say,
That we cannot remember what we got.
Wherever in the whole world wide we roam,
We may always return to this kind place,
Where we are gaurunteed this place called home,
We are always able to show our face.
When we are sick and tired we will go there,
Where we are loved no matter what we've done.
This is the only place to need us, where
We are at ease despite things left undone.
This is not printed in a peerless tome,
It is the love we lovingly call home.

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