My Home Has No Walls   Leave a comment

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Photo Credit — Danny James

My home has no walls to look upon
no roof to stave off wild beasts or tame the restless seas
no window glass, so clear my days to gaze
A soul to dwell in mystery
so soon my days to fly away
yet stand the oaks of long ago
watching children play

Morning wore a robe of clouded sun
rain washed the day away, til broke the sun again
hidden in a thicket brush sang a tiny bird
sweet songs to light the darkness
from this world

CA Guilfoyle

 

 

Posted December 19, 2014 by Danny James in Poetry

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