Without a home

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    • I'm currently turning my poems into songs. A little re-writing here and there. Would be grateful to find someone who can write music. If anyone knows someone who can write music or who can sing, send them my way.

    Without a home

    I've never really had a home
    A place to lay my head
    A place to call my own

    I'll get it for you
    But as for now
    This box will have to do

    I want a place for my coat and hat
    To sit and have friend's over
    To come pet my dog and cat

    I'm not asking for a lot
    Just four walls and a roof
    Right now my hope is all I got

    I'm not asking for a hand out
    I'll work my hardest for it
    Trust me I will without doubt

    But as for now I'll fix up this box
    I'll work hard at my job
    And have clean underwear and socks

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    Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

    Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

    Quintrem’s Poems (21)

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    My Crazy Kid 0
    Grow up 0
    Our Sweet Memeries 0
    Forever Light 0
    A kiss 0
    Decomposing 0
    Not Fair 0
    Games 0
    Oh mighty WiFi 0
    Weirdness 0
    If I could 1
    Little One 0
    Rocking Dead Man 1
    Misguided Faith 0
    Take Me 0
    Growing Old 0
    Happily Ever After 0
    Junior 0
    See what she could be 1
    Identity 1
    Without a home 0