Home?
if home
is where the heart is
then i cant say
ive ever been
to a place
i call home
the last time
i cant remember when
if home
is where the heart is
then my heart
is across the shore
my heart
behind a moat
a large gate
and cold castle walls
if home
is where the heart is
then my heart
a wandering gypsy
few things i bring
a shirt on my back
shoes on my feet
and a bottle to make me tipsy
Copyright © Karl Victor | Year Posted 2010
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