Safe Haven.


This is my humble abode.

Once inside my days troubles i willingly unload.

Above my head a sound roof that does not leak.

Inside a peaceful ambience everyday week after week.

My sanctuary my heaven.

Always twenty four seven.

My castle my home.

Once inside my thoughts are free to roam.

When inside these four brick walls.

On my soul relaxation falls.

My humble abode.

A place where the outside world can not corrode.


  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 27th, 2018 02:07
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 17
  • User favorite of this poem: Laura🌻.
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  • Goldfinch60

    Very true, our humble abodes are the places where we can be ourselves and not worry.

    • Wallace

      Thank you.

    • Lorna

      Home = Haven......... Love it.

      • Wallace

        Thank you Lorna.

      • Laura🌻

        A fine write, Wallace!
        “My humble abode”...
        judgment free...
        that’s place I want to be!


        • Wallace

          Thanks for comment Laura.

        • Aislinn Wilson

          What an all surrounding poem. I really like this one, Wallace

          • Wallace

            Thank you Aislinn.

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