house
Contributed by
darbysue59
on
Thursday, 9th October 2003 @ 10:38:09 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Wind chimes tinkiling softly,as gentle currents filter by,rain drops beating on my roof,lulls me back to times past. I sit and listen,to house hold sounds,and house ,i wonder about you. The quiet that i listen to,are you resting,are you listening too.are you listening for children's laughter,for the sounds of foot steps across your floor. Family and friends,opening your door. The smell of cooking,dishes rattling. Do you hear them house,as I do?. Is that you house ,chucking softly as you laugh at pranks once played,or the glee at holiday times,family gathered in celebration. Are you sobbing house,as you yearn for by gone days. Is that your tears falling from my roof,do you need house,a comforting friend. Lets sit together now house,listening to your sounds,lets be friends,let me once more hear the bubbleof laughter,let me rest for awhile in the safety of your arms,let me look into each room,lets reminese once more together,and then ole house,I'll close your door.
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