Friday, 30 September 2011

Home

A place to express my feelings
A meal to appeal my senses
A garden to lovingly tend
A corner to curl up and read my book
A bed to retire after a long day
A nap that washes away my fatigue
A house that is a part of me too
Home, what am I doing without you?

A happiness that touches the roof
A smile that always lingers
A hug that conveys a thousand meanings
A kiss for undying support
A mother to wipe away my tears
A father to look up to
A brother to lift my mood when I'm down
Home, what am i doing without you?

~Purple Mist

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Good one!