You are like home to me
Something so familiar,
Reminding me of the freshly cut grass,
Close to my heart.
Like the lingering warm scent in my mother's linen,
...Like the aroma out of a cup of ground coffee,
You are my home,
And there is nothing like being at home.....
2 comments:
Like the lingering warm scent in my mother's linen.
beautiful observation, very few manage to notice though. in fact, i am just waiting to get that homely feeling.
You made me feel nostalgic.
ah the main reason i miss home,my mother,the way she holds me tight to her,that familiar feeling when u enter the house,a certain scent around the rooms....
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