Home is where you hang your heart
When it has had enough beating for one day
Home is where you hang your smile
When it only fits on upside down
Home is where you take your laughter off
And put on what you really feel
Home is where outside doors shut
But inside doors hang wide open
Home is the warmth of fresh sheets
And the humming cool of the fridge
Home is where you put you in the wardrobe
And snuggle into your secret self.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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2 comments:
I love it.
stealth. . . indeed
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