My home is a verb
which opens every morning
begins his footsteps in the morning
absolute effulgent.
My home is a piece of sea
full immensity and fruits of sweet-salty love.
My home is a Cloud Nidal.
is a hive of sweetness.
A herd of shared experiences.
of moods and characters, strong but gentle
...
adorable ... Kind of cigar
love.
My home is a flock of hugs and kisses gift
unpublished.
From
permanent smiles and centrifugal loops. Unexplained
but certain
and successful effort ...
My home is a spell that has data
always
And come "to the sky and beyond"
In his zeal to clear smiles, genuine ...
With the two that started this journey,
with those who have filled our garden with beautiful things,
those who came, those who have been
which they arrive, with new faces
and yet to come ...
My home is in the clouds of scarlet.
In memories, in this
in the years afforded by
Always, always, love ... My home is
action verb at all times
conjugated in all persons experienced ...
That, plain and simple is my home ... Antonietta
Valentina
December 30, 2010
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