A roof, walls, and windows...
Typical house, right?
Add family and some pets
A home exists.
Or does it?
Fighting and yelling
Arguments are the daily special
A broken heart
Shattered and bleeding
Peace and happiness
Love at last
Whole again
One day, maybe...
A roof, walls, and windows...
Typical house, right?
Add family and some pets
A home exists.
Will it ever?
Author notes
Please don't critize my poem. It doesn't flow and I don't care. It is not well organized and neither am I.
Comments
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This is a very genuine poem; it doesn't matter whether it flows or not. It is what you feel and it is very honest. That is what matters in poetry, no matter what anyone tells you.
I love you, Little One.

