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home sweet home

This bitter structure,
This place I call home,
Memories linger on the walls,
Frames tightly hold.

Soft fragrance carried to each room,
Given off by candlelight,
Each creek as you walk,
Carries into the night.

In my palace,
I roam these halls,
As a deck of cards,
I protect so it won't fall.

Memories occur,
From childhood past,
Carried with me through the years,
As I look into my time glass.

Home sweet home,
Made by me,
Open doors welcome you,
Come and have a seat.
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Poetry.com 4.4 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 16 reviews.
Diana Sitnic More than 1 year ago
i will remember this when I'm traveling
Amy Luxon More than 1 year ago
you are a very good writer and I love reading your work
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan More than 1 year ago
Nicole Nembhard More than 1 year ago
Saffron 12 months ago
You are a very elegant writer
Simon Shreeves 8 months ago
ARUN MAZUMDER 7 months ago
done well
Boe Parrish 7 months ago
It took me on a journey back home! Nicely done Holly!
Marie Howard 7 months ago
I so relate to your poetry. Maybe you can check out a few of mine. "Released",  "Contentment", just a couple. The latter was written in 1999 and needs a bit of polish, but conveys a life learned lesson.
Elizabeth C 4 months ago
Beautifully crafted poem. Makes me feel as if I'm living inside it.
James Stringer More than 1 year ago
Home is where the heart is 
Helen Setta More than 1 year ago
As I look into my time glass.
CLINT More than 1 year ago
Really enjoyed 
Ojoh Taiwo 6 months ago
Homely I will say!
Sambit Kumar Pradhan More than 1 year ago
Nice imagery!
Andrew Allan 9 months ago
Do you mean "creak" in verse 2 which is a grating or squeaking sound:  or  did you really mean "creek" which is a small river. Is English your first language?
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