The House Still A Home Poem by Little Star

The House Still A Home



I carve my own dreams
Refuting some truths
Behind many lies
Making possible
The hopeless tries

I refuse to drown in sadness
Though eyes are still
In hurting tears
I stand to be brave
To deceive my own fears

I need to be strong
To protect my only home
A house that now rests
On a single pillar
Where children smiles still roam

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joe Smith 17 June 2007

Wonderful

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Cebu City, Philippines
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