In a world of strangers
A precious sanctuary created for me
Amongst those that say they care, but don’t
A place of love and light and safety
A refuge to which I can flee
Wherever my wandering thoughts may roam
I hear a still small voice, quietly
Whispering “My Heart is Your Home”
Nice, Vonita. Very nice.
Cheers,
Frank
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Thank you, Frank 🙂
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This is beautiful, Vonita! Calming and nurturing.
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Thank you for reading, Lola!
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The most wonderful whisper 😍
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Thank you, Erika 😘
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You know how much you are welcome, dear 💖
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Lovely poem, so assuring in words, Vonita! 🙂
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Thank you, Iris! 🙂
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You’re welcome, Vonita. 🙂
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This is amazing. 💖
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Thank you, Sarah! 💝
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Of course! 😊
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Thank you for being a place of sanctuary.
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Thank you for reading and being so encouraging, John! Xx
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Oh you are so graciously welcome.
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This is beautiful. 💕💕
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Thank you! 💝💝💝
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