A Home
At the top of a hill Overlooking the sea Is a little red house In an apple tree It sits empty Waiting patiently For someone to make This house A home
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Life Had Not Lived There
The paint is peeling Breaking away Curling and chipping Not much longer to stay On the shingles and shutters That’ve seen better days When not yet twisted By the hands of decay When they hung straight And the paint was new The windowpanes glistened And the sun shone through But life had not lived there… Read More Life Had Not Lived There
Home
Find a place To call your own A perfect house To make your home; A home to fill With happiness To share with those You love the best; A home to share Laughter and tears To store precious memories Year after year
Jessica M. Collette 
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