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Abode

Its a home provided by two Some from me and some from you A serene place ,yet often loud A place called home , which we are proud Many have stopped just to pass us by Yet its this old home that we can rely The walls are crumbling,& the floor is damp wet No theirs not any holes atleast none weve found yet Its a home provided by two Some from me & some from you The children who one graced this home Packed their bags to adventure alone Their time had come and their prints were made Yet in their minds this old home stayed I think this home still speaks its mind Yet only when wishing to retreat back in time Its a home provided by two Some from me and some from you To those who have loved this old rickety test Remember every thing must be laid to rest And if the architects dont believe its true I will invite them to live here too Breath in the mold and inhale all the mites While creating homes that keep us alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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