Thursday 7 May 2015

Home

Home

With its wonky floors and swollen doors
And lights that have no switches,
This is my home
The perfect place
For the gathering of witches

No mobile signal to be found
Damp patches appearing all around
This is my home
The perfect place
For this old and tiny little crone

The garden’s small but big enough
For plants and herbs and witchy stuff
This is my home
My perfect place
Where my goddess keeps me safe

The ridge tiles need setting in mortar
The kitchen roof it lets in water
This is my home
 My happy ever after
Where pain and heartache will be replaced
With love and light and laughter

My home it isn’t perfect
It’s lived in everyday
But if I'm being honest
I wouldn’t want it another way

It’s small and sometimes messy
Not everything knows its place
But if you’re not that fussy
You’ll find a warm embrace

The door is always open
To friends from far and near
If you’re loud or softly spoken
You’ll find a welcome here.

With its wonky floors and swollen doors
And lights that have no switches,
This is my home
 My happy ever after
Where pain and heartache will be replaced
With love and light and laughter

LHW December 2014

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