She sat under the acacia tree
her mind lost in thoughts
a decision had to be made
a tough decision it was
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Home for the homeless can be difficult to think of. Thanks for sharing this
u r a rose u should on homes poetry of rose compose home is where love abides in a garden where bloom resides and only roses rise
Home is where our heart is...i can feel the dilemma of the the 2nd persona
Home is where there is peace and love! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Query that still am trying to answer in different aspects of life.
I am yet to unravel the real meaning of home...is it where parents hail from? is it where you are born and brought up? is it where you seek refuge for decades?
This is a beautiful piece of art Rose, even as we think about repatriation! Keep going
You real deal with such kind of people, I can read through your poems.
A well thought-out poem. Focussed and factual. Thanks for sharing.