I wish, I too had a home and not a house ,
A nest of love, Inside the pile of bricks.
Where laughter bubbles around the coffee table,
not the silence ,nor the violence,that spills my coffee on the table.
I wish I too had a home and not a house,
Where sensitive souls,spreads love.
And not the nagging souls,
I wish I too had a home,and not a house.