Tag: Home
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Poem about Coming Home
Home Out in the world Are often hurled. Interactions Bring distractions. Some are unkind, Other’s bore mind. Smile when must, Pretend give trust. Go home, days end. Connect with friends. Happy with kin. Back in own skin. June Nash You venture out into the world. You deal with people of all sorts. Some are not…
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Poem on a Dirty House
Filthy House – Stains drip down the oven door. Bread crumbs scattered on the floor. Webs of dust, all filled with bugs. Stains cover living room rugs. – Who can live in filth like this? With open eyes, cannot miss Clutter and filth as I roam. Disgusting, if not my home. – When it’s your…
June Nash 