Jesse love

Rookie (August 20th 1995)

My Home - Poem by Jesse love

My home
Or is it?

The home of the sandy shells
From the beach?
Whispering
Whispering
Whispering

Or it could be the home
Of the old fireplace?
Where the fire burns bright
In the dark
In the dark
In the dark

Could it be the home
Of the loud clock?
Going
Tick
Tick
Tick

Or the home
Of the happy music boxes?
Singing
Singing
Singing

This is my home

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 19, 2008



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