my poem

[medlova]

:roll:hi weel u'r ask . ok home it is word abode or casa ets

Heartburn

Every thing is beautiful,
When you see around you
Stars in the night are wonderful
When it swims front of you
I can't escape from its powerful
Really, it makes my heart fine
I can give mine
When you are right
As i see in art
I feel warmth inside
As the fire in heart
When i see you
I want to be with you
Forever and forever
Like the sun in the weather​

 

[RonBee]

I can't escape its powerful reality.
Home is something real to me.

 

[broken heart]

nice

 

[RonBee]

Because she refused to put a smile on her face
She condemned herself to that place.

 

[RonBee]

Home is where the heart is.
When you go there they have to take you in.