Mortar

What is a home
at the end
of the day?
Is it four walls
and a roof,
or two arms
and loving embrace?
Is it a roaring hearth,
or the beat of the heart
of someone you love?
Is it warm sheets
or snuggling tighter
while the winter wind
blows outside?
Is it a starry night
or two brown eyes?

I still cannot decide.

~LT

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