Home is where you hang your hat
And lay your head,
When day is done.
It's a warm, familiar place
A harbour safe
At setting sun.
After all tha day's pursuits
And after you
Have had some fun,
It's the place where you return
Your castle fair
The only one.
Your 'Home' The warmest feeling, A smile for healing. Well done.
Ahhh, Sandra- - One of my favourite critics, because she's never critical but always complimentary! Thank you again, m'Lady! Glad you enjoyed this simple offering!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
True that east or west, home is the best.
Thank you, Jazib! You got it!