We Are All Just Begging For A Home

BhagavadGita · October 2003

and to reach out and end poverty
on Earth
and in our hearts

tenaciousA · October 2003

not a night goes by
i don't dream of wandering
to a place that might have been
i listened to my pride
when my heart cried out for you
now everyday i wake again
to a house that might have been
a home

(dixiechix)

setaside2 · October 2003

Home has ever been a four letter word with no meaning to me. Homes have always turned me out into the streets or just kicked me along to another. Homes have housed other people who have done the same.

I'd give anything for a house.

Sharon_Hearts_PJ · October 2003

Originally posted by setaside2
Home has ever been a four letter word with no meaning to me. Homes have always turned me out into the streets or just kicked me along to another. Homes have housed other people who have done the same.

I'd give anything for a house.

if you don't mind the mess...there's one here with plenty of room for a second inhabitant

BhagavadGita · October 2003

....at thanksgiving
with the warm blanket of turkey in the air
a game on in another room
ladies cooking and children laughing

next to the fire is a girl
she is warm and happy,,,,,, now
the holiday rush was all so much

she is watching you
laughing with friends...from across the room.
,,,,,,happy at last
.....she sees your heart and knows you and she are one.

you don't even have to say a word about it...

WE have ALL made a connection with HIM

WE are all better people for it.

that feeling of home will never leave, no matter where we go, because where one goes, so goes the all.

NOW!

CUT OFF YOUR FRIGGIN HEADS!

stop thinking

start seeing

PhillyPJ · October 2003

wow. I love Thanksgiving and all the warm wholesome memories it creates....hmm. yes very nice....Pumpkin pie? sure why onot??

tenaciousA · October 2003

home is on the inside
in the heart
it's where i live
and i've very rarely
turned the bolts
or threw the sash
to let you in
cuz when you enter
muddy boots
and greasy jeans ensue
to mess up all the carpets
and destroy my living room
my home is where i relax
let go all my posturings
home is where you know me
come in gently, won't you please?

BhagavadGita · October 2003

Originally posted by tenaciousA
home is on the inside
in the heart
it's where i live
and i've very rarely
turned the bolts
or threw the sash
to let you in
cuz when you enter
muddy boots
and greasy jeans ensue
to mess up all the carpets
and destroy my living room
my home is where i relax
let go all my posturings
home is where you know me
come in gently, won't you please?

yes.

as quiet as a mouse i am..yes...that's me!

tenaciousA · October 2003

ha...

that reminds me of something i wrote and have since lost

"i am woman, hear me squeak.."

kinda helen reddy-ish... if'n ya catch my drift

(sorry fellas...)

I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an' pretend
'cause I've heard it all before
And I've been down there on the floor
No one's ever gonna keep me down again

coleen · October 2003

so goes the all

another lovely from Gita

and tenaciousa - what to say, what to say? ooxoxoxoxoo is all i can think of when i read that. and who needs words when we have ooxoxoxoxoxoxoo anyway?

Originally posted by tenaciousA
home is on the inside
in the heart
it's where i live
and i've very rarely
turned the bolts
or threw the sash
to let you in
cuz when you enter
muddy boots
and greasy jeans ensue
to mess up all the carpets
and destroy my living room
my home is where i relax
let go all my posturings
home is where you know me
come in gently, won't you please?

tenaciousA · October 2003

oooh

feelindalove

We Are All Just Begging For A Home

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