Songs about Home
The
fireplace is warm
And the cold
has lost its charm
As we sit in
the grand-slam
Living room
chair.
We are full
and we are fine
Sipping our
half-glass wine
In the easy
light
Of the late
night
And we
reject the telegram
Of outside
freezing air.
This chair
is old, and cushions deep
Cradle us in
their lair
The fire
dances and shadows creep
Close to us,
if they dare.
And while it
is good to wander and roam,
This is why
there are so many
Songs about
home.
Author Note: I wrote this poem for my grandfather for Christmas this year. Sometimes it's easy to go back home.
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