In Our Sanctuary
Day-time, we don't mind to be at-
Home, in our sanctuary.
Where walls prism from the hanging crystal,
Also where the birds whistle.
Night-time, we don't mind to be at-
Home, in our sanctuary.
Where fairy lights decorate and glow,
Also where we drink cocoa.
Home is shelter from the storm,
Mostly home is nice and warm.
Home is where the sun beams,
Our home, a place of love and dreams.
Not so bad; our little place,
We like to be in our own space.
Mostly we don't mind to be at-
Home in our sanctuary.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2018
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