A PLACE TO CALL HOME

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Wished Upon A Star
So Long Ago
When I Was A Child

WISHING ON SHOOTING STAR

It Was A Wish
My Heart Made

Unspoken In Words
But The Universe
Heard And Understood

UNIVERSE AT NIGHT

I Always Believed
Through Doubts,
And Regrets,
And The Pain

Through Endless Days
Of Sunshine And Rain,
Patiently Waiting
As Each Day Came
And Went

PATIENLY WAITING

My Heart
Held Onto Hope
And It’s Dream
Of Living In Love

Somewhere,
Somehow,
Someday,
With Someone
That Was Meant To Be

A Soulmate
Of My Soul,
A Heart
That Beats With Mine,
And In Whose Arms
I Always Find

A Place To Call Home
ONE HEART - NOT TWO - IN EACH OTHER'S ARMS

Copyright © 2018 Charles Robert Lindholm – All Rights Reserved

YOU PUT YOUR ARMS AROUND ME

8 Comments to “A PLACE TO CALL HOME”

  1. Great, dear Chuck 🙂
    Have a nice weekend
    Didi

  2. So beautiful Chuck.Arent we all are looking for those arms which we can call home.

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