37 Days Until Home

37 Days Until Home

A Poem by WritersBlock21

It's a place to rest your bones.
A sanctuary for memories,
Made and making.
I've found it again.
In the people I call friends,
In the man I surprisingly love.
I can see a future here.
Families laughing,
Kids running around at Christmas time.
It's just an empty white room right now,
But soon it will be Home.

© 2015 WritersBlock21


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Added on June 2, 2015
Last Updated on June 2, 2015

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