As I curl up on my parents couch
And gaze around the room
I take in all the memories there
That have come and gone too soon
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This poem of yours wrapped me in a warm blanket of words gently scented with the love with which it was written and set me to counting, once more, my own blessings.
I really like this piece. I think everyone can relate. I feel this way when I go to my grandma's house
When it comes to writing, mood and sentiment mean a great deal more to a reader than they do to a writer. I writer simply knows what thery want to say. A reader knows what they want to read. It is too bad, that writers forget that so easily. I gave this what it deserves, A 10. GW62
home is the best place to be, angel.take care baby.