H.A.P.P.Y H.O.M.E In my heart I hear

H.A.P.P.Y.H.O.M.E

In my heart I hear a call,
I see a home where I long to dwell,
A home where walls aren't prisons,
Where dreams come running in nightly.

I want a happy home
where the doors open its wings in love,
And the rooms embraces in radiance,
Hiding us from the long ride of fear.

I want a happy home,
Where haloes lie on every head,
Tickling them with drops of warm fuzz,
Not minding the evil frost.

I want a happy home,
Where the sins of the father
resides solely deep in his pocket,
Excluding my poor innocent self.

I want a happy home
Where I can always get a group hug,
And a soothing voice leading me to the sky
that welcomes with sunny glare.

I want a happy home,
Where eyes watch less where I fall
and not exploiting the meaning of what I said or how I live.

I want a happy home,
Where family will just drop thieir
golden jacket and lend me a hand
in this hot season. #poem

I just want a home,
Where I can stay and clear my head and bath enough water to hide away my multitude of tiny sins.

I just want a happy home,
Where the walls gossip less
and keep their mouth tight;
Shut in unison.Hive account@papaudeme

I just want a happy home,Hive account@giftakpan
Where dad doesn't give mum an end of the game
finishing move; he could just love her
Not smacking her walls down.

I just want a happy home,
Where I can't hide my weakness
trying to keep my head up
and away from thorn tears.

I just want a happy home,
Where the delicious aroma of food
arouses the depth of my empty caves,
Banishing hunger's threat for life.

Oh, I just want a happy home,
Where I can be heard not silenced,
Celebrated, not tolerated;
Oh, please let's turn this cube into our happy home.

Pax