Home isn't four walls and a door
Two eyes
Alight…
And a smile
Two eyes
Searching…
As they look
into mine
And a hug…
an epistle,
wordless
Promise me
You won’t be
long
Two eyes
Misty…
and longing
as I walk
out the door
In time,
You learn
Home isn’t
four walls
and a door
It is the clatter
of little feet
And two eyes
and a smile
Glad you
made it back
beautiful...
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