When you make it Home
You know you made it There.
Not always Blood
But extended to You.
Like
WE ARE FAMILY
Coming through.
When you come to know
Who you are.
Commonsense
And love start to flow.
You have a place
To lay your head.
Sleep finally comes
Restful to Soul
No reason to worry
No place to go.
Until you must
Go again.
Someone is calling
You're already Home.
Tell them the Truth
You finally got here.
You don't want to leave
Unless you have to.
You have to do
What you have to Do.
The world requires
Your service...
Once Again.
KS
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dood. Feel this strongly.
dood. Feel this strongly. They same home is where the heart is, but that heart seems to like to travel...go forth and give your service my friend.
mrpoofs
Thank you for your support my friend.
I wish you all the best.
KS
Someday I would want you to find
That place and know that you
Made it there.
You write
Just enough mystery as to make me not quite understand the whole thing.
confused,
K~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
That's poetry
Sweetie.
KS
The next one is gonna be
An easy one ;-)
I like the mysterious in your
I like the mysterious in your works. Leaves so much for the imagination.
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Thank you dear
That is truly how I am.
They mean more then one thing to me
Most of the time.
When I go back and read old stuff
I have to try to think back to what
I was thinking.
Sometimes it is an inside thing
That I kinda want to keep inside.
Like " The Windtalkers ".
KS X