Karma - Poem by Nick Kler
Ever since I was a child
I never wanted anything more from life
Than to have a Home,
A good and loving home
That was always mine
I never had one!
Due to the circumstances, My dear
I alone could not provide one for you
But now, whenever I pray
I ask of nothing else,
but a loving home for you
A good, functional, loving home
That you can always call your own
Once you have that,
Shall by itself
fall into place
It's called Karma!
My little sweetness
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