The key around our neck
Checking every lock we pass by-
All in search
For that particular place,
Where we belong
Like we did before.
With a list in hand
That perfectly describes it-
Custom designed for us
Only to let us in.
That safe heaven
Lodged in our brain,
Constantly dictating
Our olfactory lobes to tread
Along that direction.
That familiar fragrance
That soothes us,
That puts a natural smile
On the darkest nights,
And during thunderstorms-
Able to lure us
With chamomile tea
And a pretty good read;
That won't belittle our demons
Which we call out in our sleep,
Who would give us the sword
When we need to go into battle-
Share our wounds, experiences
Rejoice at smallest wins;
When we can kick back our shoes
And dissolve into a slumber,
For a perfect time at a perfect home
A happily ever after tale .
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My Random Musings
RandomA collection of random pieces of my thoughts on anything Earthly. An introspective contemplation? ~complete Cover by- A watercolor painting by yours truly. I call it - The Blue Void. *All rights reserved*
