What is home?
The feeling you get when you are home?
The silence that surrounds you but the emptiness that is filled with safety, there for no longer is empty. The overwhelming smell of fresh mould grass and the rain pouring down on the rooftop. The sound of birds singing their lullaby. The sheep surrounding the other side of the field. The sound of the rustling trees. The sound of moving water near the pond. The smile on a familiar face. The laughter of children playing in the fields. And the lights of the thousand stars that you tried to count on the wet grass on the field beneath your feed while holding the hand or your bestfriend.
That is what home is like.
Sincerely thegirlwhowantstogohome
YOU ARE READING
sincerely just a girl
PoetryEvery once in a while you feel alone,confused,annoyed, upset,betrayed,loved,scared Basically every damn emotion that you can possibly feel right in your heart. I know I do and I used to keep it all in ... still do. But writing helps it really does...
