a place with lush, rolling fields of green,
flowers peeking out of every nook and cranny,
gentle wildlife shyly watching you from behind trees,
tender winds caressing your cheeks and hair.
a house where the sunlight roams without care of the time,
windows full of lively hanging plants,
a messy, soft bed covered with blankets,
moonlight dancing around your face and reflecting in your eyes.
but home won't be home unless you're there with me
take me home, my love,
where we can rest and be without worry of a world of harm.
take me home,
where i can lay my head on your chest and listen to the
steady beat of your heart.
YOU ARE READING
strengthened by force
PoetrySometimes we don't choose if we're strong, because we have to be. We cannot choose the cards we are dealt with, but we can choose our reaction. __________________________________ STRONG (strông) adj. strong·er, strong·est 1. a. Physically powerful...
