Monday, January 22, 2018

No place like home*


No place like home*

~Sweet and sugar coated~frost to bite
~a blank canvas that is covered one sees in the light
~cold as can be~shivering to the bone
~but we bundle up within and say
~"there is no place like home"*

Dom*Colucci © 2016

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