FOR POETRY

There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real! >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  > When the door of happiness closes, another opens; but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us. >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  >  > Don't go for looks; they...

 

I'm trying to decide if I agree with this. I think people can feel like or/and be home. To me, home is a collection of heartbeats that make you feel warm and loved, including yours. Perhaps my heartbeat is the burning hearth, while that of friends, loved ones, are like a sofa and blankets around the hearth, or like some of the firewood that makes my life, the house, warm and warmer. And some heartbeats may flow away like water, or whatever, and the house may get a bit colder, hopefully for just a short while, like some of the firewood burnt to ashes or blankets got torn but I still have the other heartbeats, including mine, around me to call home. In conclusion, we are all made up of Water. so don't love people but Love them for they are meant to be loved. But drink more water, eat more, sleep more, listen to more music, dance , fall in love with fictional characters, read more novels ... Give Yourself the best treatment because at the end of the day, you just need to be Happy,...