My home

My home

A Poem by Amorous Palm

Home isn't just walls made of brick
Not just the kitchen sink
Or the bed in which I sleep,
My home is snow in February,
My home is State fair hot dogs,
And not Clorox,
My home is a long but short drive through Deep Ellum,
It depends on if you're enjoying it or not,
The museum I always drove past,
But never went in,
The days when I'd have lots of homework,
And the school years that never seemed to last,
And the moment you realize,
It's all gone someday

© 2023 Amorous Palm


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A sad ending Great write. I like that you mention hot dogs I detest them now but did enjoy once
Home is where our family was where we grew up I feel our childhood
But then as we get older we make new homes new people new familiar places
But we always love our first home I know I do

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amorous Palm

1 Year Ago

Yesss, thank you !!
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

1 Year Ago

Welcome 🙏



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' My home is a long but short drive through Deep Ellum,
It depends on if you're enjoying it or not,
The museum I always drove past,
But never went in,
The days when.. '

I understand that, your words, your thoughts, what you might never forget or wonder about, (Marie)

I had a wee palace, renovated and made into what was going to be my forever home. Sadly, only less than twenty years ago it's now a beautiful but painful memory because no other home will have my Me 'embeded in its plaster.

Your writing is so sincere, truly is, I rather think quite a few reviewers will be inspired to think back and smile or even shed a tear. Great writing,sensitive and memorable. Thank you for sharing.

Posted 1 Year Ago


It's amazing how incredibly fast life seems to drift by, one moment you're going on a road trip and the next you moved on to a completely different part of life. This captures that beautifully.

Posted 1 Year Ago


beauitifulybroken

1 Year Ago

Ah, yes. Those years can be tough but there's also magic in them.
Amorous Palm

1 Year Ago

Yesssss, there is some good in all the bad
and some bad in all good
Remember that ml
beauitifulybroken

1 Year Ago

Very true, well said.
Home is where we should feel safe and free. Wonderful read.

With love,

Matthew

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A sad ending Great write. I like that you mention hot dogs I detest them now but did enjoy once
Home is where our family was where we grew up I feel our childhood
But then as we get older we make new homes new people new familiar places
But we always love our first home I know I do

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Amorous Palm

1 Year Ago

Yesss, thank you !!
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

1 Year Ago

Welcome 🙏

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Added on September 19, 2023
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Amorous Palm
Amorous Palm

Dallas, TX



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