s t r a y s
I:
W E
are
all
s t r a y s
(here)
in
this
WORLD
searching for
homes
(somewhere
to
belong )
II:
maybe
we
can
find
a
H O M E
in
each
other
(seek refuge from the rain)
and
maybe then we can be
not
quite
(but we'll get there)
o k a y
(someday...)
YOU ARE READING
a litany of ruminations
Poesia{poetry collection} s c a t t e r e d dreams and drifting thoughts, oh, not everything is what it seems... (not necessarily from my own thoughts)
