About Home

About Home by Jack A.S. Dunce Home are those who stay at your worst The rest, just strangers By your side even if you're cursed Home are those who stay at your worst With all your follies, they're well versed But still they'll face the dangers Home are those who stay at your worst The rest, just strangers If you find a home to belong You're in luck, it's gold you struck Some have been looking all life long If you find a home to belong They'll listen up to your swan song And see you through all your muck If you find a home to belong You're in luck, it's gold you struck To the home that with me have stuck I bow my head forever All but you chucked me in my muck To the home that with me have stuck Eternal thanks -- from this poor schmuck May our ties never sever To the home that with me have stuck I bow my head forever (c)pgmr 01/09/2024 Photo not mine, Cttro