Saturday evening scribblings

Wanting a place to call home

Something that is not new..

When you’ve moved a lot

So much so that

Home is in many places

But still dreaming of having a

place of my own

Even with no idea where that’ll be

Some place that’s cosy, relaxing

Where friends feel welcome

With a window seat to admire the view

And to sit and read with a brew

The smell of baking in the air

Mmm apple crumble..

C.Farish 23.09.17

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