I thought I was lost in my journey alone,
Then luckily found you and arrived my home,
A home where I could rest for the rest of my life,
A home where I could sleep peacefully overnight.
A home which will not abandon me again,
A home which could heal all of my pain,
A home which soothes me like the falling rain,
A home which feels like no less than a heaven.
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Author:
Job Welime (
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- Comment from author about the poem: MPS is actually a home for me
- Category: Love
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Comments2
Good one, and ofcourse its my 2nd home too...:)
A true home is just that, heaven.
Andy
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