The Home Poem by Judah Daniel
The Home
A place where Giants becomes like kids
As drizzles of rain laughter flows
Running slow like tears down it flows.
Down the line,
In the night time
Solitary and calm, waiting for you to turn around.
This is where love and joy abounds,
Looking at each other eyeball to eyeball
seems like you're spellbound.
O what a home where love flows,
And it causes an unending Joy as it glows.
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