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 heart can rest.
A Home Song
Henry Van Dyke
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Poem topics: I love you, heart, house, never, sweet, prison, cage, true, iron, book, poet, stone, love, home, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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