Close to my heart, <br />There is an empty space. <br />Waiting for your return, <br />So that you may fill it. <br />Others may dwell here, <br />But they all know well <br />That it could never <br />Truly be their own. <br />This is your home.<br /><br />Stefanie Fontker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/squatters/
