Wednesday, December 06, 2017

Home _002

one's saw roads are rough and full of struggle, or very narrow to get through
But you know whatever road I thought about it always leads me back to you, for you...  are my inner light which shines through every storm,

You...  are there by the fire that keeps your house a home,
You... walk with my mind each moment through happiness and pain,
You... are my invisible sheltering umbrella for whenever there is rain,
No matter where I'm waiting to travel, Where ever in the world I roam
I have the inner hidden longing that I will never lose my way, because my sweetheart all the roads lead me back to you to that fairy tail place 

which we'll call our home.