22 December 2010

"Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, to all the people you can, as long as ever you can." - J Wesley

A piece of home.
My dad came to visit me over Christmas. German and polish home-made food  and sweets.
plus Heavenly magic winter punch almond aromatic fruity tea
Mmmmmmmmmmmmm

There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
This is a place where I don´t feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home
Cause, I built a home
for you
for me
Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed its knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
Cause, I built a home
for you
for me
And now, it´s time to leave and turn to dust...

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