not yet Home

not yet Home

A Poem by marybeth davis
"

showing what a real home is , its about the people in it not the walls around you

"

Home

 

I am home

but poeple say

that home is

where love is so

should'nt  I

 

Be loved by

this place called

HOME

I should be

loved by walls?

 

SO really what is

love? Is love the

way you look, feel, or

touch

NO!

 

love is every fiber

in your being

telling you

you are loved and that

 you are being loved

 

Then this is not

my home

I have yet

to find my love

my home.

© 2011 marybeth davis


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Your words are true. Took me 40 countries and a lot of life to understand. Home is where you feel safe and loved. A very strong poem with good description and a very nice ending. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


(fibre)

Love is not a home, but exists in his arms around you, in tender whispers and soft rose petals across your divan.
Good poetry :0)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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