My home is a feeling, not a place

Wed, 09/24/2014 - 00:47 -- alymie

My home is a feeling, not a place

The feeling I get when I see the face

of my dear and trusted family

The one's with no blood shared

yet bonds we see.

O how I yean and yearn for ye

those who I can sleep beside

loosing conciousness 

in confidence of my safety

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