17 fevereiro 2010




Take my hand and

and I will close my eyes

guide me home

and on the way

I will silently fantasize


its been along time since I've been home

and I hope I am nearly there

no matter how far you are, they say

home knows no race, no distance

home is fair


home is at the end of war

home is in the mornings sun

home is through every door

home is where you no longer have to run


they say you cant buy a home

they say memories aren't for sale

they say heaven is hell if spent alone

they say home is female and male


home is in a Child's laughter

home is in a lovers arms

home is in a new chapter

home is where you make it yours

Ayesha Sartawi

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