Dalisay,
I wonder how long it would take me
to find my way home again
to feel the warmth and safety
I wonder how and when
I wonder if its walls are still
that slightly golden shade of brown
or if its bright lights and welcoming aura
are still known all across the town
I wonder if my home
still wonders about me too
or has it moved on when I moved out
and now shelters someone new
I wonder if it remembers
all the pleasant moments we shared
Even when I never said I did,
I hope it knew I’ve always cared
I wonder if it will forgive and let me
in the confines of its walls one last time
to feel its gentle, warm embrace
and maybe once again be mine
Literary: My Home
I wonder how long it would take me
to find my way home again
to feel the warmth and safety
I wonder how and when
I wonder if its walls are still
that slightly golden shade of brown
or if its bright lights and welcoming aura
are still known all across the town
I wonder if my home
still wonders about me too
or has it moved on when I moved out
and now shelters someone new
I wonder if it remembers
all the pleasant moments we shared
Even when I never said I did,
I hope it knew I’ve always cared
I wonder if it will forgive and let me
in the confines of its walls one last time
to feel its gentle, warm embrace
and maybe once again be mine
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