There are days
When we find ways
To keep ourselves tucked in.
Shut in our homes
Like hermit gnomes,
Away from friends and kin.
There is no fear
Hiding here
We just want our own time and space.
Just leave us be
And again you’ll see
We’ll be back to your public place.
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 11:32 AM UTC
There are days
When we find ways
To keep ourselves tucked in.
Shut in our homes
Like hermit gnomes,
Away from friends and kin.
There is no fear
Hiding here
We just want our own time and space.
Just leave us be
And again you’ll see
We’ll be back to your public place.
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