Best Upliftinghome Poems
I can’t complain I’m sheltered and fed
But this nagging ambition still builds in my head
Of what was written and what was said
Of a lonely road far from my bed
You don’t venture far tiny bird in the thicket
The home you mind is safe from the wicked
It’s a shame you can’t fly far away
And see all the cultures time built on its way
With the people of both peace and war
And the beauty of things in nature to adore
But your home is well kept and happy it seems
But what of your heart, your wishes and your dreams
I can’t feel shame it would make me weaker
About the wasted moments left to the meeker
The scoundrel in me keeps my heart from fever
But fever is wanted by my soul the dreamer
So tiny bird would you say you much wiser
The time you spend you count like a miser
Or is it that you take simple love in your day
In the little you make from the soil and the clay
Do the storms bother you at all little one?
Do the storms keep you hiding waiting for the sun?
I see the light is there in the weather so destructive
Are clouds to you renewal or counter productive?
I take it we differ in thought and song
Though I can no longer say yours is wrong
But I take from you a lesson - a lovely subtraction
In the happiness to be found in simple satisfaction
When just a child so young
I saw it in your home
The very beautiful vase
That sat on a shelf alone
A vase of glass cut so fine
It held a single rose divine
Admiring it from afar
At home we only had a jar
Our furnishing were simple
In our home there was no plan
It was not designed by a master
We did the best that we could demand
How could I ever imagine
A vase just so refine
You would put in my trousseau
So I could have a rose divine
I went out with some friends and left my man home alone
Why did I go out why did I pick up that phone
You have one person teasing you, you on a lock down
And this is the same one who can't keep a man around
Then you have the one who does nothing but keep drinking
And I say to myself what in the world is she thinking
Then you have the loud one always ready to pick a fight
I hate the I told you so but I should have stayed home tonight
You never have a good time but yet it never seems to amaze me
Once everybody gets drunk everything starts to get real crazy
I need to get out sometimes
I could of been at home with my man having whip cream and cherries
Instead I'm out with these girls not knowing for sure where I'm going to be
I'm not a kid anymore I have to make choices of my own
But no matter what I choose I will always know
THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOME