Warm and Happy,
Feelings felt by all,
But shared by few.
People forget their purpose,
Their senses lost
To feelings big as Jupiter.
But why of all things
Must the purpose be lost?
The rain of judgment falls
To be countered
By feelings mustering within.
But home will still be warm
Will still be happy.
And though the clock parades outside
And time runs backwards,
Home will be there
And its feelings
Will be felt by all.
Feelings felt by all,
But shared by few.
People forget their purpose,
Their senses lost
To feelings big as Jupiter.
But why of all things
Must the purpose be lost?
The rain of judgment falls
To be countered
By feelings mustering within.
But home will still be warm
Will still be happy.
And though the clock parades outside
And time runs backwards,
Home will be there
And its feelings
Will be felt by all.
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