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Smith Shine Poetry21st January 20226th March 2022LoveCreative writing, Family, home, Life, Love, Poetry

It's grand to be away
no graft all play.
tho' no place like home
not mine.
sinking on my throne
it's sublime.
a fortress
an ive a key to the door.
merlot and the remote
I dont need much more.
first in line 
no queue, no hassle.
I've no crown
but King of this castle.
kids they rebal
hostile can be the wife.
but she my Queen
I'm thankful for my life

6 thoughts on “Home”

thereluctantpoet says:

22nd January 2022 at 1:15 pm

Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.

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Obong eno says:

21st January 2022 at 11:31 pm

Beautiful

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1. Smith Shine Poetry says:
  
  22nd January 2022 at 10:04 pm
  
  Thank you 😊
  
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  1. Obong eno says:
    
    23rd January 2022 at 1:09 am
    
    You are most welcome ❤️
    
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Rabih says:

21st January 2022 at 10:08 pm

I’m thankful for this poem.

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1. Smith Shine Poetry says:
  
  21st January 2022 at 10:11 pm
  
  too kind 😊
  
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