Jan 2013
For the exiled man,
home is never
where he lays
his heavy heart.
How I long
to hide him
in the shelter
of my own!
But alas,
he is
not a thing
to be possessed.
home is never
where he lays
his heavy heart.
How I long
to hide him
in the shelter
of my own!
But alas,
he is
not a thing
to be possessed.
