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Jan 2013
Wake up from a dream
To find yourself alone
Sat in a bed
In a place that you call home
Yet home is not a building, a shelter or a hive
Home is were you should feel safe, warm and alive
They say home is where the heart is
And my heart it lives with you
They say home is where the heart is
And I speak these words true
Home is where I lay my hat, my shoes, my coat, my head
Home is not really all that
Just a roof, walls and a bed
Without the warmth of another my house would just sit bare
A sturdy structure with no-one to care
So sturdy becomes stable, then stable to forlorn
Deserted and derelict
Until another is foresworn
Foresworn into the structure
The structure of my house
The structure of my life
And what Iā€™m about
With the warmth of another it is derelict no more
It begins a decoration, a restoration, a change
A change for the better
The better of my heart
The change for one other and the chance for
A life to start.
Poem by Josh Morter Ā©

older poem typed up in October 2012.
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