Home Sweet Home
Happiness is not synonymous to contentment.
One’s life is happily excited.
Mine is well to be able to coexist.
Every day is part of a way of thinking.
Some people believe in an extended family.
We cannot live as a visceral.
Every day you hope that your spirit is fulfilled.
Everywhere existence unfolds.
Today is no different.
Heading out to where I gain the most comfort.
Often I miss there the most.
Maybe I will mention this to my significant other,
Else, I am bearing the course to my home sweet home.
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Written January 28, 2016!
Copyright © Verlena S. Walker | Year Posted 2016
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