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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 4.3 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 15 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
Nice
Nicole Nembhard More than 1 year ago
nice
Saffron 7 months ago
You are a very elegant writer
Simon Shreeves 4 months ago
Quality
ARUN MAZUMDER 27 days ago
done well
Boe Parrish 27 days ago
It took me on a journey back home! Nicely done Holly!
Marie Howard 26 days 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.
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 9 months ago
Really enjoyed 
Ojoh Taiwo 21 days ago
Homely I will say!
Sambit Kumar Pradhan More than 1 year ago
Nice imagery!
Andrew Allan 5 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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