My Dwelling
My Dwelling
I miss home because of,
Mothers touch,
& fathers watch.
Morning vibes,
& sister's gibes.
Brothers chat,
& our cricket bat.
Neighbors talk,
& leisure walks.
Silly friends,
Where the fun never ends.
Tasty food,
Feels so good.
Everyday something state-of-art,
& most important JOYFUL HEART
A devil also becomes civil when he returns home.
