Home Poem by sharmila Ranade

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There was a home
A home of a sort
Which held a generation of stories in its heart.

It had a corner
A corner to cry
Which embraced me when I fell apart…

There were walls to protect me from ills
There were windows to set my spirits free..

It was a home
A home set apart

A solid in its soul
And soft in its heart

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