The House
When does life begin I wonder
What does it come along
Does it bring drark windows
Soft russles something to watch
Towards or away living or not
Looking for papers are the needed
Alive or torn and strong away
When does this pile become a thing a
House and a house a home
A place to eat, a place to read
A place to sleep and a place to
ponder is a place to dream
Or a place to be safe or lonely
Different times of both with work and wonder
Filled with laughter and tears
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