My Home
This is the place that I love the best,
A little brown house, like a
ground-bird's nest,
Hid among grasses, and vines,
and trees,
Summer retreat of the birds and
bees.
The tenderest light that ever
was seen
Sifts through the vine-made
window screen--
Sifts and quivers, and flits
and falls
On home-made carpets and
gray-hung walls.
All through June the west wind
free
The breath of clover brings to
me.
All through the languid July
day
I catch the scent of new-mown
hay.
The morning-glories and scarlet
vine
Over the doorway twist and
twine;
And every day, when the house
is still,
The humming-bird comes to the
window-sill.
In the cunningest chamber under
the sun
I sink to sleep when the day is
done;
And am waked at morn, in my
snow-white bed,
By a singing bird on the roof
o'erhead.
Better than treasures brought
from Rome,
Are the living pictures I see
at home--
My aged father, with frosted
hair,
And mother's face, like a
painting rare.
Far from the city's dust and
heat, I get but sounds and odors sweet.
Who can wonder I love to stay,
Week after week, here hidden
away,
In this sly nook that I love
the best--
This little brown house like a
ground-bird's nest?
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Hey it's me again..
It's been a long time after I wrote my last
post. I know it's about a year ago, right? Hahaha
Today I will write about home. I inspired by
Phillip Phillips song's called Home.
I’ve been
thinking a lot about home actually this week. Well, it’s almost two months of
my last visiting home. For some people maybe it’s not a serious problem. So do
I.
But I don’t
know, suddenly I miss home.
A week
ago my mom called me, she questioned me if maybe I will go home or not for this
long weekend? And I said no, because I have a midtest and.. well you know if I
go home, I definitely won’t take study so I decide to stay in my boarding
house.
But now I’m
a little regretting my decision.
Well, last
couple days I’m facing some problems that stressed me out. I did everything
like took a journey, visited my friend, went to cinema, listened music, read
some motivation words, and anything, even eating and sleeping a lot. But still
those couldn’t help me.
I’m
exhausted, tired, sad, confused. Even I’m surrender. I almost give up,
And I
think only home, place that I want to go for now.
But it’s
late, because today is the last day of weekend and tomorrow is Monday which
means I will take my test again so of course I need to focus for it, and forget
my wish to go home for a while.
But.. Actually
there’s one more thing that I still not doing it yet.
Praying.
I know it’s
weird if I’m not doing this earlier, but just to make it clear, for now I’m in
a condition that make me can’t do praying. This condition is almost end so
maybe I can do this later.
Yeah,
praying is the best thing for us right?
We make a
connection with God, we ask for something good, we pray, we cry of our sins.
I think
with praying we can feel the true home.
So yes, I’m
gonna do pray.
-D
P.S:
Well,
that’s my story to open my come back. Because guess what??? I decide to write
again, yippeeeee....
I have a
plan, I will write at least two times in a week.
Well, hopefully
I can hold my words.
Please
support me:D
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