Listen, hear my confession,
It took me too long to learn this lesson,
You are your own home,
Even when you are on your lonesome.
I have always sought love externally,
When the love I need eternally,
Is the love that I hold,
For myself, which is now manifold.
I now know that a man could leave,
And I would not be bereaved,
For I finally love me, for me,
I will never again be empty.
If you seek home in someone else,
Then home will always be elusive,
Seek home within yourself friend,
To live a life enlightened.
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Much light, love xx
About the Creator
Emma Datson
I am 40ish, medically interesting, Australian poet, who is finally using her voice. My superpower is my vocabulary. Dive in and read an eclectic mix of poetry and creative non-fiction, full of love, grief and hope. Light, love



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