Right out of town past the city limits sign
There's a street with the name Moonlight Drive
Where at the end sits a house that I like to call mine
It's nothing fancy
That's what I like the most
Just four walls with a roof and a little mail post
There's no view of Africa
No salty breeze of the coast
But sometimes the aroma of coffee brewing and often burnt toast
It's here I hang my hat and where I love to spend my time
Holding tight to those around me and for that I'd spend my last dime
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Author:
vvnrose (
Offline) - Published: March 17th, 2017 12:17
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Comments2
Great!
Thanks!
Sounds like a wonderful place to live! Great job on the descriptions.
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