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Tommy Johnson
Poems
Dec 2013
The Warmest Tree on a Cold November Night
Home
Home is where you make it
Home
Home is where you take it
And where you place it
Place it in people
Those who share love
Place it in nature
Toss it into the sky above
A house and home are separate
A house is just a place, where you can make it
My home is in you
And you and you
Your home is with me
Where there is peace
From a house made of glass
To that little patch of grass
Everything in between is where I reside
I’m so humble, I’m enthralled
Just to live in this world
So many places to be
So many things to be
I want to make them all my home
Making memories
Building bridges
In every end
There’s a new beginning
Look at this
Look at that
Present, future, past
There’s nothing to regret
I am me
She is her
He is him
And that’s just the thing
We are home
Wherever we all go
Home is where you make it
Home is where you take it
And where you place it
Whether on your own
When you’re all alone
If you look hard enough
You’ll find your home
Just bring a piece of it everywhere you go
And you are home
Written by
Tommy Johnson
New Jersey
(New Jersey)
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