Over 21 years
And a dozen places
Have I found one
I can call my home?
Home.
Where the day starts
With waking up to sloppy kisses
And barks and whimpers
Home.
Where the creak of the swing
And the rustle of trees
Create magic everyday
Home.
With the constant squabbles
Yet there is no place else
I feel I could belong
Over 21 years
And a dozen places
Have I found one
I can call my home?
Not one.
But a dozen.
Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 11:48 AM UTC
Over 21 years
And a dozen places
Have I found one
I can call my home?
Home.
Where the day starts
With waking up to sloppy kisses
And barks and whimpers
Home.
Where the creak of the swing
And the rustle of trees
Create magic everyday
Home.
With the constant squabbles
Yet there is no place else
I feel I could belong
Over 21 years
And a dozen places
Have I found one
I can call my home?
Not one.
But a dozen.
