I want to live
where it rains.
I want to live
where neighbors
come for dinner.
I want to live
where strangers greet you
with warmth.
I wan to live
where I can pull weeds
in the spring.
I want to live
with you.
In our own
little house.
I want to live
somewhere I can call
Home.
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 7:20 PM UTC
I want to live
where it rains.
I want to live
where neighbors
come for dinner.
I want to live
where strangers greet you
with warmth.
I wan to live
where I can pull weeds
in the spring.
I want to live
with you.
In our own
little house.
I want to live
somewhere I can call
Home.
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