The homeA Poem by Wesley
I got the house you wanted
The one you always dreamed of Fenced yard for little ones A place to cook and eat together A place to sit and read together A place to love each other A place to call our own A home full of love A home full of the spirit of God A place of sanctuary from the noise outside Our place Where you and I Will spend the rest of our lives Hand in hand we will stand Happy will be our days and our years Ours will be a home of no fears And very few tears Every thing is here And everyone But the love has not come All of our stuff sits in boxes There are no paintings on the wall No decorations at all That great love is absent The heart of our home She is not here We are all alone Two things can not exist with out each other Love And our destiny For they can not be with out you and me Ours is a love from on high One that very few will ever find Our hearts now will he like this home Empty and dull Quiet and alone The neighbors will wonder Is their someone inside And will only come to visit If they think someone has died © 2018 Wesley |
StatsAuthorWesleyUTAboutI have never written anything before. But my heart has broke. These poems are left here for her to find one day. more..Writing
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