You're My Home
We've never thought we'll ever be
Sitting on this bench, aged but happy
You became my umbrella
When life rained us with melancholy
You became my coat
When life hit us a storm of misery
You became my home
When life gave us a family
And even the verdant leaves
Have started to fall...
We are still each other's love,
Through seasons and time, after all.
YOU ARE READING
[CLOSED] - Poets Pub 2020 - Biggest Competition Ever Vol. 2
PoesíaPlease join us for our eight-week, gauntlet style competition. We will have weekly winners and at the end of the competition we will announce an overall winner. All participants will receive a participation sticker. This competition will be broken...