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Mar 22, 2010
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A empty House is not A home
~~>>><<<Can you call a Empty House a Home>>
~~~Is a empty House really a home?~~~>
~~~~>Where Do I Stand...
~~~Standing in a house that was my home...
~~~Standing in a house that was full of Love... a house full of people that did care at one time...
...not anymore...
~~~I still remember standing on that porch,
~~~~ Talking to a Good old Friend......
~~~I still remember the happiness of my baby's as they play...
~~~It was a sad day when I, had to sell that House...
~~~Standing Still... here all a lone...
~~~ Walking from room to room in my head..
~~~(Does ,..it is southern sound...as in past thence)...Does I still Remember what you Said....?
~~~She said "this is the house I love' And we need and want"
but now she packed up and moved out taking our kids away...
~~~>Standing there I had nothing to Say...
~~~Can someone Tell me,
I Want to Know..
~~~Can you make a empty house into a home..
~~~Now my heart is as empty as that house...
~~~~ I am still walking from room to room...
~~~Does it Matter and just who cares anyway...
~~~How can you replace a home...?
~~~ That made me feel safe..Inside....
~~~Where does the Homeless go...?
~~~Homeless walk from place to Place...
~~~They are never happy ...
~~>Not staying in one place...very long...
~~~>They will roomed from place to place that they can not call home...
~~~>Only a family can make a happy home...
~~~>Its in there blood they must roam...
~~~The house does not make the homeless a home...
~~~>Like a dog with out a bone...
~~~>Like a camper without its Fire...
~~~I am Rolling... Like a Rolling Stone...
~~~Rolling down the mountain of Life...
~~~Do the birds of the Air have a home?~~~
~~~Do they fly back in the Spring...
~~~Like the Humming Birds I see ever year....they come and disappear..
~~~do you think they really care...do they share...in there deep despair
~as the spring shower..rain at any hour..it does not Know what it will bring..
~~But it brings spring shower and bring spring flowers...
~~~When you Have a home,it's more then just a Place to be...
~~~>a home is?...
~~~> a place to see...a place you are welcome..
~~~>Welcome is where Love is...
~~~>A home is a place , that
you call Your place of shelter
And where you feel safe...
~~~why does it hurt so much to Move on?
~~~A Empty House is not a home...
~~~~~Sitting in a rocking chair all a lone...with despair
~~~You can not see,...but you can Hear the Ghost sing...
~~~I can still hear your footsteps on the hardwood floors as they echo off the walls...
~~~Hearing your foot steps of the Ghost of that was You...
~~~When Love grows ...its like a Tree...
~~~~From a seed you see where A cherry tree grows...
~~~Did you see where its begins to Fade?
~~~The summer days sun shine like a blade...~~~ It cuts both ways..
~~~When Love was Here We Have No Fear...
~~~All we have ...is Love ,right now and right here...
~~~I did not think I would~~ ever move away...
~~~I Remember the snow on that cherry tree day..
~~~I still remember siting on the swing of that front porch as sing,
~~~~ Talking to a good friend next door....
~~~I Still can see me playing with my 3 girls ...in A wagon as I pulled them around that house..
~~~It was a sad day when I had to sell that House...
~~~ Walking from room to room in my head..
~~~Does I still Remember what she Said....?
~~~> I no longer want this house...
~~~Can someone Tell me,
I Want to Know..
~~~Can you make a empty house in to A home..
~~~Now my heart is as empty as that house...
~~~It is the place I once called Home...
~~~~ I am still walking from room to room...
And all my days I walk in a deep gloom..
~~~>the end<<<>>>03/21/2010>>><<<
~~~Is a empty House really a home?~~~>
~~~~>Where Do I Stand...
~~~Standing in a house that was my home...
~~~Standing in a house that was full of Love... a house full of people that did care at one time...
...not anymore...
~~~I still remember standing on that porch,
~~~~ Talking to a Good old Friend......
~~~I still remember the happiness of my baby's as they play...
~~~It was a sad day when I, had to sell that House...
~~~Standing Still... here all a lone...
~~~ Walking from room to room in my head..
~~~(Does ,..it is southern sound...as in past thence)...Does I still Remember what you Said....?
~~~She said "this is the house I love' And we need and want"
but now she packed up and moved out taking our kids away...
~~~>Standing there I had nothing to Say...
~~~Can someone Tell me,
I Want to Know..
~~~Can you make a empty house into a home..
~~~Now my heart is as empty as that house...
~~~~ I am still walking from room to room...
~~~Does it Matter and just who cares anyway...
~~~How can you replace a home...?
~~~ That made me feel safe..Inside....
~~~Where does the Homeless go...?
~~~Homeless walk from place to Place...
~~~They are never happy ...
~~>Not staying in one place...very long...
~~~>They will roomed from place to place that they can not call home...
~~~>Only a family can make a happy home...
~~~>Its in there blood they must roam...
~~~The house does not make the homeless a home...
~~~>Like a dog with out a bone...
~~~>Like a camper without its Fire...
~~~I am Rolling... Like a Rolling Stone...
~~~Rolling down the mountain of Life...
~~~Do the birds of the Air have a home?~~~
~~~Do they fly back in the Spring...
~~~Like the Humming Birds I see ever year....they come and disappear..
~~~do you think they really care...do they share...in there deep despair
~as the spring shower..rain at any hour..it does not Know what it will bring..
~~But it brings spring shower and bring spring flowers...
~~~When you Have a home,it's more then just a Place to be...
~~~>a home is?...
~~~> a place to see...a place you are welcome..
~~~>Welcome is where Love is...
~~~>A home is a place , that
you call Your place of shelter
And where you feel safe...
~~~why does it hurt so much to Move on?
~~~A Empty House is not a home...
~~~~~Sitting in a rocking chair all a lone...with despair
~~~You can not see,...but you can Hear the Ghost sing...
~~~I can still hear your footsteps on the hardwood floors as they echo off the walls...
~~~Hearing your foot steps of the Ghost of that was You...
~~~When Love grows ...its like a Tree...
~~~~From a seed you see where A cherry tree grows...
~~~Did you see where its begins to Fade?
~~~The summer days sun shine like a blade...~~~ It cuts both ways..
~~~When Love was Here We Have No Fear...
~~~All we have ...is Love ,right now and right here...
~~~I did not think I would~~ ever move away...
~~~I Remember the snow on that cherry tree day..
~~~I still remember siting on the swing of that front porch as sing,
~~~~ Talking to a good friend next door....
~~~I Still can see me playing with my 3 girls ...in A wagon as I pulled them around that house..
~~~It was a sad day when I had to sell that House...
~~~ Walking from room to room in my head..
~~~Does I still Remember what she Said....?
~~~> I no longer want this house...
~~~Can someone Tell me,
I Want to Know..
~~~Can you make a empty house in to A home..
~~~Now my heart is as empty as that house...
~~~It is the place I once called Home...
~~~~ I am still walking from room to room...
And all my days I walk in a deep gloom..
~~~>the end<<<>>>03/21/2010>>><<<
— Skybones777, Mar 22, 2010
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Seren
16 years 2 months ago
Dear Sky
franny50
16 years 2 months ago
I agree with Jayne-Chloe.The
weirdelf
16 years 2 months ago
Do the work, cleanit up
DawningDaytripper
16 years 2 months ago
Well Skybones, I will always
weirdelf
16 years 2 months ago
Try this, just suggestions
Electric Blue
16 years 2 months ago
Empty house
Pitbull
16 years 2 months ago
Sweet Man
artygirl87
16 years 2 months ago
We all keep the
weirdelf
16 years 2 months ago
Are you aware you can edit the poem online?
Candlewitch
16 years 2 months ago
Hello
DawningDaytripper
16 years 2 months ago
He is new guys, we don’t
loved
16 years 2 months ago
home and house