Home, by Teresa
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Through
my open window,
I see the outside world.
A world of death and violence,
A world that scares me. But I feel
safe in my house, a house is just
place people live in, but a home is
something that makes you feel safe.
A home isn't just a house,
IT CAN BE ANYTHING.
A home is being surrounded
by LOVED ones its where you can feel
comfortable and happy.
When all else fails and you have a horrible day... all
you want is to go home.
Your home is your SANCTUARY,
your safe haven
Its where you can be you.
For many it can be as simple as
a favortie TREE,
A favorite PLACE,
or even your dark CLOSET.
Your home is your SAFE place
from the scary world.
Its very simple your home can be
ANYTHING!!! |
Posted: 2009-05-30 21:08:54 UTC |
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