It's the little things that matter when you don't have a home,
Roll, stretch, crack my bones,
© 1999, Ms. Carol Dierking
"Home"
Like a place to roll over and answer the phone.
Or a cool bed to lie on,
For a hot summer's daybreak,
Or a cool spot on your own front lawn.
Fresh coffee, warm breakfast, soothe my soul.
A hot aromic shower, crisp clean clothes,
Crystals, lace and Leather black as coal.
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Please sign my guestbook below,
It means more to me than you know.
'Cause everyday when I come here to post,
It's your words that inspire me the most.
© 1999, Ms. Carol Dierking
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