A Home Song

[ A pair of sparrows make a home-sweet-home, using a small wooden artwork in my balcony.
Please ignore the bad picture quality; i tried to improve & edit it, as much as i could using Picassa. ]

A HOME SONG
-Henry Van Dyke

I read within a poet's book
A word that starred the page:
"Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage!"

Yes, that is true; and something more
You'll find, where'er you roam,
That marble floors and gilded walls
Can never make a home.

But every house where Love abides,
And Friendship is a guest,
Is surely home, and home-sweet-home:
For there the hearts can rest.

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