In one or two ways : home
It’s more than the people
My home is
My home is worth more than words
My home is built on woes
My home has more feeling than tattered I love you's
Filled with initial love, but confined by history
My home has travelled
My home has been through systems
Through people
Through time phases ( short and long)
Through arms ( stout and strong)
My home is difficult
My home has treaties
My home has wars
My home reminds us what we're here for
My home is tea
My home is conversations that flow effortlessly
My home is disagreements
My home is agreeing to disagree
My home is shaped in more than one dimension you see
My home is a cross, not that religious, but it’s where we all come to be
My home is me
My home is the garden
My home is the school
My home is the fool
My home is the people
My home is the tool
My home is the heart
Not fictional, but real
Not metaphorical, it’s not still
It’s heart has a different pace
It’s heart runs a mile a minute on the race
But my home’s heart can shatter, but come together
Like food on a platter
It’s heart in meals, steady and true
My home is not barren cause the beings of a home do not belong to a house
No don’t be a fool
My home is cliche
My home’s split apart
Because my home, like mine has a forever beating heart
About the Creator
Telicia Darius
A chained spirit is like a candle stuck in the same place, but it’s movement is free. Like a writer, I write and let the words I’ve have written speak for me.
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