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Home is the warmest of places, even when home isn't a warm place. |
| The warmest of places in the coldest of months I feel it on my insides A mental image worth a thousand words Home is where the heart resides A place where true beauty shines in deepest winter A small town outside the city Snow and ice glaze every tender inch even But please take no pity For when I think of home, I see it the same way every day A picture of perfection Where all my worries disappear faster than the new sun A simple, blissful protection For when the tough gets going and there seems no end in sight And life has no reason or rhyme I recall in my mind, the painted, serendipitous place A picture literally frozen in time And I realize that life isn’t so hard after all It’s just a grand design Everything will be worth it in the end As long as I can make it home again, I know that I’ll be fine. (20 lines) |