A home
What is a home?
Is it a place to hang your hat?
Live a long time?
Or maybe where your friends are?
I don’t know.
Moving a lot,
never knowing when we’ll settle down,
or where to next.
Some think,
How exciting it must be
seeing so many places!
'They’' don’t understand,
losing friends,
trying for new ones,
desperate,
but being afraid to lose any again.
So what is a home?
I don’t know.
But if it’s a place to hang your hat,
well I know i’ve had to many.
And if it’s where you live a long time,
I’ve never had one.
And if it’s where your friends are,
I’ve had and lost so many.
(2009)
