Sticks
Stones
Mud
Bricks
Concrete
Slate
Fixed together
They could make
A pretty little house
With a garden gate
Land
Sea
Fauna
Fire
Air
Flora
Found together
In a Goldilocks zone
The perfect place
We call home.
Our home is where they say the heart resides but that home can be a simple as a mud hut or as moderns as an eco house the home though is nothing without the people and that is when a house becomes a home great write 10+++
A wonderful thought in a wonderful form of a poem. l liked how it was crafted. It captured how, we, human beings built our homes in this perfect Mother Earth. A home within a home. Well crafted and conveyed write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Perfect place of home is well executed here, Beautiful poem is amazingly shared. Thanks for sharing.