Building a house of my own….
Stands a-loaf to others
Instead of walls of
bricks
Planned with windows to four sides
Building a house of my own….
Stands a-loaf to others
Windows to all sizes which fit each size
Whoever comes in quest of me?
Building a house of my own….
Stands a-loaf to others
My foundation is sculpted of love
My Ceiling is weaved of sky
Where Birds, Rainbows, Sun, Rain, Clouds are all with me
The passing time has taught me to walk with him
The time which I need to see has no hold over Me……
Building a house of my own….
Stands a-loaf to others
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