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Under my Roof
One day,
My home will be one full of love and laughter.
One day,
My daughter's cup will run over with her happily ever after.
One day,
I can say I did what my parents could not.
One day,
I will know the joy that simply cannot be bought.
One day,
I'll be a happy old woman in a wooded home.
One day,
Escaping myself will not drive me to aimlessly roam.
One day,
One day,
One day.
My home will be one full of love and laughter.
One day,
My daughter's cup will run over with her happily ever after.
One day,
I can say I did what my parents could not.
One day,
I will know the joy that simply cannot be bought.
One day,
I'll be a happy old woman in a wooded home.
One day,
Escaping myself will not drive me to aimlessly roam.
One day,
One day,
One day.
Published 5th Mar 2022
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