House or a Home?
Memories can be etched in stone,
inside houses that are not like homes.
Homes are where people care,
not pull out each other’s hair.
House’s store energy of what was there,
Happy thoughts, or your worst nightmare.
Some houses are where people cheat,
Home is where people meet and greet.
Luckily the soul of the house can be changed,
To a better energy and be renewed again.
Only people enter my home that are sincere,
if you are not you will not get near.
(September 4, 2011)
poem by Christina Sunrise
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